F*ckin Cupid

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Setting sail on that,
Natural dopamine high.
Falling asleep tonight,
On cloud nine.

Laying on your chest,
Felt just right. 
Like, you calm the mess,
Inside my loud ass mind.

Baby boy.

I don’t wanna be,

Someone else’s toy.

Take your time,

I’m not just here for,

That magical unicorn ride. 


I fell for you before it.

Maybe I’m hella crazy,

For being so captivated.


Maybe there’s a better 

explanation for this.

Maybe I’m mental for feelin,

So giddy, smiley, and helpless.


I don’t wanna go elsewhere.

I don’t even wanna try it.

I’d rather be here.

What you need babe,

I’ll help you soar.

Cause you calm my shore.


That hurricanes once ripped through.

And I know I tend to bestow,

Some of my heavy shit on you. 

So, even if my heart gets broke, 

I’ll keep speaking truth. 


The high is worth the hurt.

So if you leave,

Just bag me up,

And call a hearse.

Got me bad.

Fuckin Cupid,

Casted a curse.


Babe I wanna surrender,

And be all fucking yours.



Written by Epiphany Tiffany.

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