Bitter sweet sleep, summer Looks at me and then she bleats out a This means she got her weed But not a bong, tired? we all just want a little piece of release? Comfort me and cum for me
I think she might be the one
Now we sleep deep sheets what's 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 rather it
To to where it goes Cause it'll come to where it And when it comes to where it Well it goes away
If it looks like it, it smells just like it, it felt just like it Well, then, it might 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 just be the one, She might be the one, She just be the one, might be the one)
It comes like echoes, it goes just echoes, it goes just echoes, it goes just a ghost
Cause she comes to where it goes Cause it come to where it goes And it comes to where it goes Well then it comes just like its
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 dead but now it's time ... delivers in the got the medicine.
to looks like it Smells just it It felt just it You just buy it
If it just like it It sucks like it It fucks like it then is got to be the one
You know me You own me Youre here