What you gon' do with it?

What you gon' tell me?

Give to you

Reach into your lies

 

If you come here,

If you stay there,

If it hurts to breathe.

 

Then break you down

Still, I crave your lies.

Don’t let them dry,

Please, let me find my mind

 

You peek into your wild,

With bluesy shadow,

And socks pulled tight,

When I lift you high.

 

6 in the bottle,

I still love how it feels

Still ill.

In flashes, your dimension

Of passion,

She’s just pleasure,

She gets ill tension.

 

I can be your pill,

I can be oh, kill it

 

If you come here,

If you stay there,

If it hurts to breathe.

 

Then break you down

Still, I crave your lies.

Don’t let them dry,

Please, let me find my mind

 

She’s just pleasure,

She gets ill tension.

She’s just pleasure,

She gets ill tension.