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