Son Of Simon (Outro)

Son of Simon
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You’re a science, I’ve noticed
You are of million
I could tell by the shape of your mind
Door to your kind, what a twin
I hope it’s true, I hope you see this through
For once in your life don’t get lost in your mind
You’re such a Scorpio
You are supposed to grow and be everything you are
Don’t flip flop so much
If the brand don’t make sense, no one will care about you
Why you so wrapped in your phone?
Why don’t you call when you’re home?
You haven’t broken before
Watching you open some more
I hope that there’s space for me
Prayer, prayer, prayer, prayer, prayer
Pray
I hope that there’s space for me
Prayer, prayer, prayer, prayer, prayer
Pray