My playground love
Air
I'm a high school lover, and you're my favorite flavor.
Love is all, all my soul.
You're my Playground Love.
Yet my hands are shaking.
I feel my body [remain tense?], no matter, I'm on fire.
On the playground, love.
You're the piece of gold the flushes all my soul.
Extra time, on the ground.
You're my Playground Love.
Anytime, anyway,
You're my Playground Love.
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