Mo Lyrics

M.O.

Sleepin' on a couch
Huddled up into a ball
Remembering the heartache
That hurt the worst of all
I used to walk these streets
10 feet tall
When you're up that high
It's a long way to fall

Too proud to admit
That I've been victimized
My love and leave reputation
Has been compromised
Threw caution to the wind When I tasted your deadly kiss
Just another victim of
Your Modus Operandus

Now I'm the one in prison
In the dark parts of my mind
And I know you're gonna' go
Unpunished for your crimes
With a face like that
Baby, who could resist
Being the next victim of
Your Modus Operandus

I'm not the one to blame (8x)

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