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lyrics:
you're wasting your time, she says only the lonely
people in my life saw me lost in the moment and
down on my knees as i beg and i plea
for some time in your sheets so i can get what i need
oh yea
straight struck by her figure,
plot worsen shower curtain as she pulls bernards trigger
and i hope and i pray, that its going to fit her
but with marlboro lips how the fuck am i gonna quit her
oh yea
but late in the night, im wondering like who are you?
are you? baby?
the thorn in my side, or just my type?
i know its wrong but i still want this
bad love, too much, your touch, my lonely heart cant get enough oh
she, she sit there making fun of my tendency to fumble buttons,
frequency of quickly coming
to make me feel like im yours
and me, i push my friends against the fence
she on the hunt for finger prints
or circumstantial evidence,
the things ill do just to score
but late in the night, i’m wondering like who are you?
are you? baby?
the thorn in my side, or just my type?
i know its wrong but i still want this
bad love, too much, your touch, my lonely heart cant get enough
speaking sweet sins, wet wick, calling my bluffs
like text and sex; i feel the same
talking homicidal thoughts and growing pains.
*cue the fattest breakdown of 2018*
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