Lyrics: Symon
Music: Symon
Arranger: Symon
maybe you are looking at my eyes
That’s why you find me hiding
my love oh I’m shy
maybe the reason why you like
the boys that make you cry
Is that because you throw all these lies
days on end you still look the same
got a mend you stop playing games
Ailiye now she on my bed
anyway we calling names
Anyway we’re calling names (the wrong names)
And how we gon lie to me
just some body tading to me
in and out behavior proceed
i dont wanna be realistic
gotta check in reality
Baby girl we have no history sick of become somebodyelse sodier
permating that motherfker into that shit like your my princess it wont over
lsd money money I sell it
injection money I sell it
couple grands I saved is solid
put on my suit in my cabin
Do you want go to my party, no
not a single light on for me
in this crowded city its just me
is there anytime that the information
you gaving to me fit my dedication
Ohh Im so sick of love songs
Im so sick of being the one thats not fine
Ohh Im so sick of love songs
Cause what is the point of writing those songs when we did it so wrong