Yeah
You walked in just like smoke
With a little come on,
(Paul K.)
hey man what is that yr thinkin
maybe YOU can
Ladies, let me tell you about myself
I got a dick
The way people smile and say
Using me in every way,
My lust it ties me up in chains
My skin catches
(instrumental)
Love, I can't hide but it's been easier since I
(spoken)
I've heard people say that
Too much of anything is not
[Foreign content]
Jean Content, he wake up everyday
In a government yard
I've been crying
'Cause I'm lonely for you
Smiles have all turned
Yea
I walk around with this all over me
I cannot wash
Yea
I walk around with this all over me
I cannot wash
I smell your blood, my love
But I can't taste it
Whatever did happen to your soul?
I heard you sold it
To
The 22nd of loneliness
And we've been through so many thangs
I
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