Bitter sweet sleep, summer Looks at me and she bleats out a streak just means she got her weed But not a bong, whos Dont we all just want a little of release? Comfort me and cum for me
I think she might be the one
Now we sleep deep sheets With what's going Who was she, or who was he? Who reaped the benefit of love this it all? Since I could fuck it, or cover it Id smother it
To come to where it Cause it'll to where it goes And when it comes to it goes then it goes away
If it looks just like it, it smells like it, it felt just like it Well, then, it might be the one Well, if it looked like it, it felt just like it, you melt just like it And, then, it just be the one
(She might be the one, She might be the one, She just be the one, might be the one)
It just like echoes, it goes like echoes, it goes like echoes, it just like a ghost
then she comes to where it goes Cause it will come to it goes And when it comes to where it Well it comes just like its told
Sally slipped again in with them was not a thing of you to love You lied all this time we 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 looks like it It just like it It just like it then is got to be the one
You me here You own me Youre only