Music: Ryan Rodas
Rylax
Marry me Pröz
I don't wanna shed another tear
But this is near and dear
And I know that's not exactly what you wanna hear
We're in the corridor
Standing outside my door
What we have feels like war
I don't wanna shed another tear
But this is near and dear
And I know that's not exactly what you wanna hear
We're in the corridor
Standing outside my door
What we have feels like war
Words like weapons and they feel like cuts
Words like weapons and they feel like cuts
Words like weapons and they feel like cuts
Running out of time, running out of luck
Sometimes all this gets to be too much
Too much, t-t-t-t-too much
But when I hear you call my name
I feel like I'm super high on fame
High on fame, high on fame
A-A-A-And I don't wanna put out the flame
'Cause baby we're one in the same
One in the same, yin to my yang
You're a dumb bitch, is that what you wanna hear?
Uh, now you shed a tear
I hope you wanna die for me
I hope you're lost inside of all your thoughts
You shouldn't be a thot, uh, 'cause you only cum for me
Does it turn you on if I possess you?
Hickeys on your boobs, put your scratches all over me too
Come on baby, do you wanna do some blow?
Show you off 'cause you're my ho
Baby, you're the world to me
I don't wanna shed another tear
But this is near and dear
And I know that's not exactly what you wanna hear
We're in the corridor
Standing outside my door
What we have feels like war
I don't wanna shed another tear
But this is near and dear
And I know that's not exactly what you wanna hear
We're in the corridor
Standing outside my door
What we have feels like war