I'm in love With an icon. I didn't expect him to call I'm crushed and ground in some disaster I feel like a criminal Turn out the light, don't crush me I get a bruise and I'm not even touching, touching Are you sincere or are you dangling bair And if I bit will you judge me
I don't know what's genuine I go back and forth with him Does a screw make a bad lynch pin I don't know what's genuine
I think about this is a grin with a ? ? ? ? ? I thought I couldn't be touched until they tagged me out And I didn't even feel it at all The bigger the hands, so full of s*** The neighborhood is one crowded bed They're all so strange ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
I don't know what's genuine So I go back and forth with him Does a screw make a bad lynch pin I don't know what's genuine
Oh I'm losing control Who's in control I'm losing control Can't be touched
I don't know what's genuine So I go back and forth with him Does a screw make a bad lynch pin I don't know what's genuine