Poem
Do you believe me?
Girl, I don't know you believe me
Sometimes I think you believe me
Girl, you don't believe me
Believe me
Bronze again you've never seen the gold
Next sun and another dots are bold
Try to deep you have never tried to high
Hope you have a power to deny
Lies that watching trough your open door
Thank god it was such a nice and poor
Keep it real don't try to keep it slow
Don't use the tubes stay under the fucking water fall
Look ahead, your time is come again
Help me to stay tuned if I need help
Back it, back it like you've never tried to sell
A place where nobody's well
Whatever you support
I can smell the party when the dirt starts hurt
You can off the party if the rooftops wants
Now I just want to drop away my shoes
Sit wherever you want
Cause no matter how it happens when all of my dummies coming out
Demons running out
Straight from deep and creepy places of my heart
Look I don't trying to tell you my plans
I'm just trying to explore who I am
Maybe I'm a player, maybe I'm depend
From all independent people which pretend
No one can tell me what is bad and good
So I couldn't think about heaven I'm sure
Truth, but it's smell like an alcohol drink
With an ugly girl in a sneaky bar
Poems about a good times you were live
Shot into the air times you were live
I'm not another "ears" that you want to clear
Only thing I do just passing what you is
If I finally say "goodbye, I hope you're good"
I'll never met someone, who hates me so much
(Bitch where you when I was walkin')
Girl, I don't know you believe me
Sometimes I think you believe me
Girl, you don't believe me
Believe me
Bronze again you've never seen the gold
Next sun and another dots are bold
Try to deep you have never tried to high
Hope you have a power to deny
Lies that watching trough your open door
Thank god it was such a nice and poor
Keep it real don't try to keep it slow
Don't use the tubes stay under the fucking water fall
Look ahead, your time is come again
Help me to stay tuned if I need help
Back it, back it like you've never tried to sell
A place where nobody's well
Whatever you support
I can smell the party when the dirt starts hurt
You can off the party if the rooftops wants
Now I just want to drop away my shoes
Sit wherever you want
Cause no matter how it happens when all of my dummies coming out
Demons running out
Straight from deep and creepy places of my heart
Look I don't trying to tell you my plans
I'm just trying to explore who I am
Maybe I'm a player, maybe I'm depend
From all independent people which pretend
No one can tell me what is bad and good
So I couldn't think about heaven I'm sure
Truth, but it's smell like an alcohol drink
With an ugly girl in a sneaky bar
Poems about a good times you were live
Shot into the air times you were live
I'm not another "ears" that you want to clear
Only thing I do just passing what you is
If I finally say "goodbye, I hope you're good"
I'll never met someone, who hates me so much
(Bitch where you when I was walkin')
Credits
Writer(s): алан макиев
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