Lyrics

First I thought you were sinful But now I realize that it's simple I'm feeling you, let's fill it to the brimful We'll make this thing pop like a pimple, yeah But it's more like a social thing Girl, it's your eyes I'm falling in I've felt this couple times, it's torturing My girl, and I'm your guy I can't imagine how and I can't imagine why We break up, love you without makeup Without you, girl, there ain't no offer That I wouldn't take up Started 'cause you were simply mine But things got out of hand And then we started to find Different outputs of stress Mainly blazing that cess And now I'm so tired That I can't even undress Yes, I need some sleep I'm getting back on my feet But I'm a keep it primitive 'Cause the strain keeps it neat, yeah 'Cause strain keeps it neat My girl, I'm your guy Can't imagine how and I can't imagine why We break up, love you without makeup Without you, girl, there ain't no offer That I wouldn't, take up Without you, girl, there ain't no offer that I Wouldn't, wouldn't- My girl, and I'm your guy I can't imagine how and I can't imagine why We break up, love you without makeup Without you, girl, there ain't no offer That I-I wouldn't take up Without you, girl, there ain't no offer That I-I wouldn't take up There ain't no offer That I wouldn't Wouldn't take up Without you, girl, there ain't no offer That I wouldn't Wouldn't Wouldn't Take up But it's more like a social thing Girl, it's your eyes I'm falling in I've felt this couple times, it's torturing, yeah It's torturing Felt this couple times, why, it's torturing Couple times, yeah it's torturing Felt this couple times, it's torturing
Writer(s): Cosmo David Augustus Pyke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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