Mystery
Other than love what's the consequence
Other than trust, rather we fucked i feel astonished quick damn
What's on your mind and how do we accomplish it
We fade away then drift away we never accomplish shit
I said it once, I'll count to two and then we're done again
We'll take it out and then we'll fuck i guess that's how it ends
We always argue, your the model and I'll make the mends
Shit, fuck i guess I'll make the mends
But what's on your mind, faded in your room with the closed blinds
But it's a mystery what's left, we'll move on your time
And then you'll claim to me you're dead, i guess that's on sight
Stop for gas then repeat it
It's hard to pass the sequence
Showing me love but never no meaning
Left me for dead then playing it even
The motions the potions it's hard to roll with
Went ghost quick to focus, you didn't notice
But what was on your mind, it hurts the most because we waste time
We fade away a lot, and catch ourselves behind the blinds
It's the love and not the lust, we cannot fuck tonight
Other than love what's the consequence
Other than trust, rather we fucked i feel astonished quick damn
What's on your mind and how do we accomplish it
We fade away then drift away we never accomplish shit
I said it once, I'll count to two and then we're done again
We'll take it out and then we'll fuck i guess that's how it ends
We always argue, your the model and I'll make the mends
Shit, fuck i guess I'll make the mends
But what's on your mind, faded in your room with the closed blinds
But it's a mystery what's left, we'll move on your time
And then you'll claim to me you're dead, i guess that's on sight
Fuck in this room, i guess
Blame it on lust, the sex
Can we not talk, the feeling of dread
No time to talk I'm feeling upset
We cannot deal with regrets
Let's have a talk instead, while laying down inside my bed
A piece of mind no time for sex
Why do i feel dread oh, they'll say what's left and I'll say it's mystery
Why do i feel dread oh, they'll say what's left and I'll say it's mystery
Other than love what's the consequence
Other than trust, rather we fucked i feel astonished quick damn
What's on your mind and how do we accomplish it
We fade away then drift away we never accomplish shit
I said it once, I'll count to two and then we're done again
We'll take it out and then we'll fuck i guess that's how it ends
We always argue, your the model and I'll make the mends
Shit, fuck i guess I'll make the mends
But what's on your mind, faded in your room with the closed blinds
But it's a mystery what's left, we'll move on your time
And then you'll claim to me you're dead, i guess that's on sight
Other than trust, rather we fucked i feel astonished quick damn
What's on your mind and how do we accomplish it
We fade away then drift away we never accomplish shit
I said it once, I'll count to two and then we're done again
We'll take it out and then we'll fuck i guess that's how it ends
We always argue, your the model and I'll make the mends
Shit, fuck i guess I'll make the mends
But what's on your mind, faded in your room with the closed blinds
But it's a mystery what's left, we'll move on your time
And then you'll claim to me you're dead, i guess that's on sight
Stop for gas then repeat it
It's hard to pass the sequence
Showing me love but never no meaning
Left me for dead then playing it even
The motions the potions it's hard to roll with
Went ghost quick to focus, you didn't notice
But what was on your mind, it hurts the most because we waste time
We fade away a lot, and catch ourselves behind the blinds
It's the love and not the lust, we cannot fuck tonight
Other than love what's the consequence
Other than trust, rather we fucked i feel astonished quick damn
What's on your mind and how do we accomplish it
We fade away then drift away we never accomplish shit
I said it once, I'll count to two and then we're done again
We'll take it out and then we'll fuck i guess that's how it ends
We always argue, your the model and I'll make the mends
Shit, fuck i guess I'll make the mends
But what's on your mind, faded in your room with the closed blinds
But it's a mystery what's left, we'll move on your time
And then you'll claim to me you're dead, i guess that's on sight
Fuck in this room, i guess
Blame it on lust, the sex
Can we not talk, the feeling of dread
No time to talk I'm feeling upset
We cannot deal with regrets
Let's have a talk instead, while laying down inside my bed
A piece of mind no time for sex
Why do i feel dread oh, they'll say what's left and I'll say it's mystery
Why do i feel dread oh, they'll say what's left and I'll say it's mystery
Other than love what's the consequence
Other than trust, rather we fucked i feel astonished quick damn
What's on your mind and how do we accomplish it
We fade away then drift away we never accomplish shit
I said it once, I'll count to two and then we're done again
We'll take it out and then we'll fuck i guess that's how it ends
We always argue, your the model and I'll make the mends
Shit, fuck i guess I'll make the mends
But what's on your mind, faded in your room with the closed blinds
But it's a mystery what's left, we'll move on your time
And then you'll claim to me you're dead, i guess that's on sight
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Writer(s): Devion Dobbs
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