Sometimes, it just me who wants to be your type, ticking all the boxes you've been dreaming of in a woman
Although I'd never knew what's the girl you genuinely yearn for
Neither read your mind or swim deep into it
the sanctuary like a holy place
It just me who grow my hair long
wearing the dress
and act less intimidating
it just me who act like I could've become
All I want to be is yours
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