Bitter sleep, summer street Looks at me and then she out a streak This just she got her weed But not a bong, whos Dont we all just want a little of release? me and cum for me again
I she just might be the one
Now we deep under sheets what's going underneath Who was she, or who was he? Who the benefit of love this time? whats it Since I could fuck it, or cover it Id smother it
To come to it goes Cause it'll to where it goes And when it comes to where it Well it goes away
If it looks just like it, it smells just like it, it just like it Well, then, it might be the one Well, if it looked just like it, it felt just 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, might be the one)
It just like echoes, it goes like echoes, it goes like echoes, it goes just a ghost
Cause she comes to where it goes Cause it come to where it goes And when it to where it goes Well then it comes just its told
Sally slipped again in deep them was not a thing of you to love You lied all this we were alone ghosts in the end Now we are both but now time ... delivers in the memories got the medicine.
to just like it Smells like it It felt like it You just buy it
If it looks like it It just like it It fucks just it then is got to be the one
You me here You own me only here