I reach for the glass thats non existent
Prowl for the prey thats long extinct
T-rex gallops
In my head
I play and race time
spinning back the clock for the heck of it
Im crazy
Its fun
You suckkkh
Cherry tie twists fall from your ***** mouth
I know where you've been
Boy don't lie
And I'm sick and tired of the truth.
How about
A fantasy instead
Take me down in the depths
Pump me with bass, charge me with alcohol, feed me cigarettes
I'm ready to meet and greet
Fools, know
This game is emotion
Well played is impossible
Winning doesn't happen
But there
Your piece moves
Good luck in sin city
Pray for relationships and wish for strippers
Our day in age
Is about seducing pain
Don't ***** a friend