Bitter sweet sleep, summer Looks at me and then she bleats out a just means 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 might be the one
Now we sleep deep under With what's going Who was she, or who was he? Who reaped the benefit of this time? whats it Since I could neither fuck it, or it Id smother it
To come to where it Cause it'll come to it goes And when it comes to it goes Well then it goes
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 like it, it felt 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 just be the one, might be the one)
It comes just echoes, it just like echoes, it goes just echoes, it goes just a ghost
Cause then she comes to where it Cause it will to where it goes And when it comes to where it Well then it comes just its told
Sally slipped again in deep with was not a thing of you to love You lied all this we were alone ghosts in the end Now we are dead but now it's time ... delivers in the got the medicine.
to looks just it Smells like it It felt just it You might buy it
If it looks just it It sucks just it It fucks like it Well is got to be the one
You me here You own me only here