you do got all my lies
on a little dry of my time
I feel miss of feel me alive
I got on the rise
and everything to find
on my sweet sex machine
be done, alone, I'll off the crime
a long way, away, you're a out of line
my hands are tied
because I closed my eyes
I feel me squeezed
I liked of fly
when I still was young, cry
well,on the many of street
be done, alone, I'll off the crime
a long way, away, you're a out of line
tell me the truth
and close your eyes
that is for you believe
I liked of fly
when I still was young, cry
well,on the many of street