FREAKING LUV

Dying, lying, loving, living
Was it needed?
Am i trying to be sweet one?
Darling he’s using you like a machine but
You don’t really wanna see this
Truly love, you always crying
Isn’t it tiring?
I can’t stand him, it’s not funny

Through the time
I was catching your broken heart
This isn’t love
Can’t you see?
He’s usual jerk
I’m always here
But i’ll not try to save your soul

(can’t you see? hear me!)

Am I trying to be sweet?

Ay, yeah
Just gimme some more
Body’s under the floor
Who’s gonna cleaning it up over night
Who’s gonna fill me with love and her time
Who’s gonna lean me on wall, play guitar
Your pussy tight, I think you’re my type
Your pussy tight
Your pussy light
You pussy quiere y quiere my ride
I think I’m fine
But I’m not sure
Why I ain’t mature
I-I
Hit me every high
I know that you’re sad
Damn you’re sad
Damn you’re sad
Fill me with your drug till I’m gonna feel dead
I’ve been so bad
I’ve been so bad