Busted, I’m jumping to conclusions regarding you Done and dusted yeah, under no illusions so far it’s true Less than ten seconds and you made up your mind Another six weeks until you move your behind Trusting, feeling no confusion, the gospel truth Took me ten seconds to reveal your disguise Another six weeks until I leave you behind Is it bad if I want you dead?
Dusted, acting on an impulse may not be wise Gonna trust it yeah, fact is that it’s simple you gots to die Less than ten seconds and it came to me Another six weeks until you cease to be Sussed it, I’m Robert De Niro with better lines Gimme ten seconds of morality Another six weeks and we got clarity Is it bad if I want you dead?
I am regret
The wicked hand of fate, the hint you did not take the ultimate mistake, I’m back to haunt you, yeah Inaudible goodbyes, imperfect alibis the doubt that did not die I’m back to haunt you, yeah, haunting you
I’m your will, unread, unbending I’m your bill, your payment pending I’m your life and now I’m ending. Bye Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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