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Janelle Monae Oh Maker

Oh, Maker tell me did you know This love would burn so yellow Becoming orange and in its time Explode from grey to black then bloody wine La da die da die da die da die Oh

Oh, Maker tell me did you know This love would burn so yellow Becoming orange and in its time Explode from grey to black then bloody wine La da die da die da die da die Oh

Oh, Maker tell me did you know This love would burn so yellow Becoming orange and in its time Explode from grey to black then bloody wine La da die da die da die da die Oh