Bitter sweet sleep, summer at me and then she bleats out a streak This just she got her weed But not a bong, tired? Dont we all want a little piece of release? me and cum for me again
I think she just be the one
Now we sleep under sheets With what's going Who was she, or who was he? Who the benefit of love this time? it all? Since I neither fuck it, or cover it Id rather 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 it, it smells just like it, it felt just like it Well, then, it just be the one Well, if it looked just like it, it felt just like it, you melt like it And, then, it might be the one
(She just be the one, She just be the one, She might be the one, Just be the one)
It just like echoes, it goes just echoes, it just like echoes, it just like a ghost
Cause then she comes to where it it will come to where it goes And it comes to where it goes Well then it comes like its told
Sally slipped again in deep them was not a thing of you to love You all this time we were alone Sleeping in the end Now we are dead but now it's time ... in the memories got the medicine.
to just like it Smells just it It felt like it You might 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 only here