Rockefeller Pleather

Give out chances 

Give my time 

If it doesn't all add up 

Keep it to myself

Keep me grounded 

When I need it 

Hope she sees that 

I'm a decent 

Means of living 

Won't stop feeding

Your sweet demons 

Make it stop

Please keep me tied up 

When you want it 

Pleather tastes like sugar  

You liked turning around 

Hits kinda different at night 

Why don't we give it a shot 

Rockefeller 

Never felt better