Bitter sleep, summer street Looks at me and then she bleats out a just means she got her weed But not a bong, tired? Dont we all just want a little of release? me and cum for me again
I think she just be the one
Now we sleep deep under With going underneath Who was she, or who was he? Who reaped the of love this time? it all? Since I could neither it, or cover it Id smother it
To come to where it it'll come to where it goes And when it to where it goes Well it goes away
If it looks just like it, it smells just like it, it felt like it Well, then, it might be the one Well, if it looked just it, it felt just like it, you melt just like 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 just like echoes, it just like echoes, it goes just echoes, it goes just like a
Cause she comes to where it goes Cause it will to where it goes And when it to where it goes Well then it comes just its told
Sally again in deep with them there was not a thing of you to You all this time we were alone Sleeping in the end Now we are both but now it's time ... in the memories got the medicine.
to just like it just like it It just like it You just buy it
If it looks like it It sucks just it It fucks just it Well is got to be the one
You know me You own me Youre here