Bitter sweet sleep, summer Looks at me and she bleats out a streak just means she got her weed But not a bong, tired? Dont we all just want a piece of release? Comfort me and cum for me
I think she might be the one
Now we sleep deep under what's going underneath Who was she, or who was he? Who reaped the benefit of love this whats it Since I could neither it, or cover it Id smother it
To to where it goes Cause it'll to where it goes And it comes to where it goes Well it goes away
If it looks just it, it smells just like it, it felt just like it Well, then, it just be the one Well, if it just 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 just be the one, She just be the one, Just be the one)
It just like echoes, it goes just echoes, it goes just echoes, it goes like a ghost
Cause then she comes to where it Cause it will come to where it And when it to where it goes Well then it comes like its told
Sally slipped again in deep with was not a thing 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 like it just like it It felt like it You might buy it
If it just like it It sucks like it It fucks just it Well is got to be the one
You know me You own me Youre here