Bitter sleep, summer street Looks at me and then she out a streak This just she got her weed But not a bong, whos Dont we all want a little piece of release? Comfort me and cum for me
I think she just be the one
Now we sleep deep under With what's going Who was she, or who was he? Who reaped the benefit of love time? it all? Since I could neither it, or cover it Id rather it
To to where it goes it'll come to where it goes And when it comes to where it Well then it goes
If it looks just like it, it smells just it, it felt just like it Well, then, it just be the one Well, if it looked just like it, it felt just like it, you melt just it And, then, it might be the one
(She might be the one, She just be the one, She might be the one, Just be the one)
It comes just echoes, it goes like echoes, it goes like echoes, it goes like a ghost
Cause then she comes to it goes Cause it will to where it goes And when it comes to where it Well it comes just like its told
Sally slipped again in deep them there was not a of you to love You lied all this we were alone Sleeping in the end Now we are dead but now time ... delivers in the memories got the medicine.
to looks just it Smells just it It felt just it You just buy it
If it just like it It just like it It fucks just it then is got to be the one
You know me You own me only here