PORIS/SPS
I feel it everytime, saat disampingmu
Semua kehancuran, didalam diriku
Sementara, hilang
Kaulah malaikatku
And i don't even have a clue, but everything back to you
Kembali padamu, dekat atau jauh
Ku kan selalu rindu, didalam tubuhku
Darahku mengalir, menyebut namamu
Selalu
(ahh)
Bawaku Ke Poris
Swear on god
I'm Stoppin' by the station
She's falling straight from heaven
Di poris, Di poris
Kau rubahku jadi batu
Lidah ku, jiwa ku, Mata ku, Mata ku!
You're not SPS, you're not in
So sorry not tryin' to be mean
You shoulda check my pinky ring
I hopes that you get what i mean
You not a student then why the fuck you in sps
If you not S, then why the fuck you in PS?
(student, park street)
Pull it back, look ak my shit this shit avant garde
I don't know, what you call it but i call it hard
Dan bagiku, kau lebih indah dari ucapanmu
For real, not lying, not lying, yeaing
Yeah i'm packin' the racks
Bitch do not looks at me, kau kan buat diriku gugup
Black ecstasy inside of me, berikanku mimpi buruk
Ke rumah mu aku isi bensin, sayang kau buat hatiku dingin dingin
And i know, i know
That something will go wrong, will go wrong
Dimana kah hatimu?
Ku berdarah untukmu
Sayang kau buang aku
Kau buang aku
Bukan waktu yang tepat untuk bicara
Kalau kau memang cinta ku takkan jadi sandera
I don't wanna know, i dont wanna know
What i feel in you, nothing is the same at all
Yeah, fuck
Semua kehancuran, didalam diriku
Sementara, hilang
Kaulah malaikatku
And i don't even have a clue, but everything back to you
Kembali padamu, dekat atau jauh
Ku kan selalu rindu, didalam tubuhku
Darahku mengalir, menyebut namamu
Selalu
(ahh)
Bawaku Ke Poris
Swear on god
I'm Stoppin' by the station
She's falling straight from heaven
Di poris, Di poris
Kau rubahku jadi batu
Lidah ku, jiwa ku, Mata ku, Mata ku!
You're not SPS, you're not in
So sorry not tryin' to be mean
You shoulda check my pinky ring
I hopes that you get what i mean
You not a student then why the fuck you in sps
If you not S, then why the fuck you in PS?
(student, park street)
Pull it back, look ak my shit this shit avant garde
I don't know, what you call it but i call it hard
Dan bagiku, kau lebih indah dari ucapanmu
For real, not lying, not lying, yeaing
Yeah i'm packin' the racks
Bitch do not looks at me, kau kan buat diriku gugup
Black ecstasy inside of me, berikanku mimpi buruk
Ke rumah mu aku isi bensin, sayang kau buat hatiku dingin dingin
And i know, i know
That something will go wrong, will go wrong
Dimana kah hatimu?
Ku berdarah untukmu
Sayang kau buang aku
Kau buang aku
Bukan waktu yang tepat untuk bicara
Kalau kau memang cinta ku takkan jadi sandera
I don't wanna know, i dont wanna know
What i feel in you, nothing is the same at all
Yeah, fuck
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Writer(s): Ariq Crawla Trikuncoro
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