Verse Baby do you know why I act so dirty in your mind Cuz when I kiss you iiii Leave Your lips stained with fear like
Pre Everything you’re feelin when you overdose Speeding in a porce And then you loose control Imma make you pray to see another day Imma fuck you till you cry and beg for more
You should tell your bitch to sit and wait her turn Breathe it in so deep until you feel the burn Imma make you pray, to see another day Put the clip up in this bitch cuz you gon Fuckin Learn
Chorus Break me, Have me, Take my, Body Love me, Want me, pretty baby If you, Want it, You can, have it Ohh ohhh, But you won’t let me love you
Musical Drop
Overdose Loose control
Fuck what you want
Thorns So I get down on my knees and pray
Verse Layed down and closed my eyes He blew his smoke into my mind His hands slid up my thighs My Lips were stained with rum like (My heart broke)
Pre Everything you’re feelin when you overdose Speeding in a porce And then you loose control Imma make you pray to see another day Imma fuck you till you cry and beg for more
You should tell your bitch to sit and wait her turn Breathe it in so deep until you feel the burn Imma make you pray, to see another day Put the Clip up in this bitch cuz you gon Fuckin Learn
Screaming for Help
Chorus Break me, Have me, Take my body Love me, Want me, pretty baby If you, Want it, You can, have it Ohh ohhh, But you won’t let me love you
Musical Drop
Fuck what you want
French Poetry Peut-être que c’était la façon dont le vent tropical de Miami soufflait dans mes cheveux pendant que ta fumée remplissait mes poumons. Peut-être que c’était la façon dont nous avons menti et dit je t’aime en se regardant dans les yeux. Tu appelais ça faire l’amour, j’appelais ça baiser. Tout ce que je sais c’est que ça ne s’arrêtera jamais pour nous mais c’est que c’est fini pour cette salope. Funérailles. Personne n’aura jamais ce que nous avions et tu passeras le reste de ta vie à la recherche de cela mais tu ne le trouveras jamais, car ce qui est en moi, ne peut être trouvé en elle.
Poetry English Translation & Extended
Maybe it was the way the tropical Miami wind blew through my hair while your smoke filled my lungs. Maybe it was the way we lied and said I love you when we looked each other in the eyes You called it making love, I called it fucking All I know is that it will never be over for us but it’s over for that bitch Funeral. Nobody will ever have what we had and You’ll spend the rest of your life looking for it and you’ll never find it, because what lies in me, can’t be found in her.
You can’t buy me love, but you can buy me drugs You were beautiful, but I was the poetry
Remember when I had told you I was perfect, this isn’t what I meant because you are my violence and this means war Thorns
Chorus Break me, Have me, Take my body Love me, Want me, Pretty baby If you, Want it, You can, have it Ohh ohhh, But you won’t let me love youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.