I've got a confession to make
I know it wasn't my place
But the gun found in my possession I had to take
No choice, but my fears to face
Now the ************* lie dead in the sun
And bake!
❤️❤️❤️❤️
It's double or nothing
In trouble for something
Cause I'm high on sprite
And flyer than a kite
Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 1:07 PM UTC
I've got a confession to make
I know it wasn't my place
But the gun found in my possession I had to take
No choice, but my fears to face
Now the ************* lie dead in the sun
And bake!
❤️❤️❤️❤️
It's double or nothing
In trouble for something
Cause I'm high on sprite
And flyer than a kite
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