Ripped Jeans

Ooh, let go. Red dress, cut throat
Come on, they'll never know
Throw it away, don't tell a soul
I'm bleeding, I think I'm okay with it
She's scheming, and she's tearing me apart
We sick or something
We wearing nothing
Bodies brushing. Ripped jeans on the -
On the carpet
Knees bleeding, hearts beating
I think we got a good start
But is there anything in your heart?
Cuz now im fucking in it too far
Ohhh, ohh and now you're killing me
Ooh, let go. Red dress, cut throat
Come on, they'll never know
Throw it away, don't tell a soul
I'm bleeding, I think I'm okay with it
She's scheming, and she's tearing me apart
And she's tearing me apart
And she's tearing me apart



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Writer(s): Sam Martinsen
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