stereo heart 
My hearts a stereo,
It beats for you so listen close,
Hear my thoughts in every note,
Make me your radio,
Turn me up when you feel low,
This melody was meant for you,
So sing-a-long to my stereo
If I was just another dusty record on the shelf,
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else,
If I asked you to scratch my back could you handle that,
Like yikky yea Travie I can handle that,
Further more I apologize for any skipping tracks,
It's just the last girl that played me left a couple tracks,
I used to used to used to now I'm over that,
Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts,
If I could only find the note to make you understand,
Now sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand,
Keep it stuck inside your head like your favorite tune,
And know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you
If I was an old school fifty pound boom box,
Would you hold me on your shoulder wherever you walk,
Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops,
And turn it higher when they told you to stop,
And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me,
When you have to purchase mad D Batteries,
Appreciate every mix tape your friends made,
You never know we come and go like on the interstate,
I think I finally found the note to make you understand,
If you can hear then sing a long and take you by the hand,
Just keep it stuck inside your head like your favorite tune,
And know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you
.....I only you pray you never leave me behind,
Because good music can be so hard to find,
Ill take your head and hold it closer to mine,
Thought love was dead but now you're changing my mind.....
p/s :muncettsayangsesangatbabynynasomuch !don't leave me n i take your hand through my heart to tell n show my love to you .
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stereo heart
My hearts a stereo,
It beats for you so listen close,
Hear my thoughts in every note,
Make me your radio,
Turn me up when you feel low,
This melody was meant for you,
So sing-a-long to my stereo
If I was just another dusty record on the shelf,
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else,
If I asked you to scratch my back could you handle that,
Like yikky yea Travie I can handle that,
Further more I apologize for any skipping tracks,
It's just the last girl that played me left a couple tracks,
I used to used to used to now I'm over that,
Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts,
If I could only find the note to make you understand,
Now sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand,
Keep it stuck inside your head like your favorite tune,
And know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you
If I was an old school fifty pound boom box,
Would you hold me on your shoulder wherever you walk,
Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops,
And turn it higher when they told you to stop,
And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me,
When you have to purchase mad D Batteries,
Appreciate every mix tape your friends made,
You never know we come and go like on the interstate,
I think I finally found the note to make you understand,
If you can hear then sing a long and take you by the hand,
Just keep it stuck inside your head like your favorite tune,
And know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you
.....I only you pray you never leave me behind,
Because good music can be so hard to find,
Ill take your head and hold it closer to mine,
Thought love was dead but now you're changing my mind.....
p/s :muncettsayangsesangatbabynynasomuch !don't leave me n i take your hand through my heart to tell n show my love to you .
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Full Name: Muhammad Fauzi bin Ahmad
Nick Name: Poji or JB
Birthday: May 24, 1996
Age: 17 Years Young
Libes In: Kulaijaya , Johor Bahru
School At: SMK Sultan Ibrahim
Status: In A Relationship ♥
Superwomen's: Fatin Shakinah Binti Jowail
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