That confidence you get from the liquor. I get when I look in the mirror
I had to shatter All that I was told to be To create MY masterpiece.
I hope he understands my hurt looks past my fear Forgives my mistakes and Knows i'm sincere
continues his thrust to create the sound his is in it
I will always be in the life of your heart even after we ain't we.
Is sea as a metaphor for pussy too deep?
She showers you with love, but only I can quench your thirst.
I've lost my passion for the movement.
I could no longer compromise the salt of who I was for the way he tried to season me.