The devil’s dress

[d1v]
Calling up my phone she need attention
I need love
Rly wanna trust her but i won't
Cuz im not dumb

She the devil himself
Thats why can't go back
Have no trust in myself
Thats why im on my back

She got a red dress on
Yea she look like the devil
Had a few bad thoughts and
Now i have several
When she go to the club
A crowd just asemble
Idk what to do to
Get out of this level

[2xU]
Late night you'll be gone by the morning
Hearts out, you gave up without a warning

But you're complex, i can't tell what youre thinkin
Im an object, you only stick when we're drinkin
Dont want me, but my head is just spinning
I can hear the bells ringin while i watch my clock tickin