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