And if i collapse

Would you be there

Just next to me

Not just a little

Be a good girl and oblige to describe ceilings

Run into the cage and the filth of the slavies

Battle of the kings, and the evening, family repas

And i just want to see the perfect moment i get tingles of yours mouths sounds

I was playing before the moment of your rat's occupying

My mother was sitting by me, embarassed

And i get run to your red diabolic smile, again

Fuel on the side, my dog's playing on the field

And i play Brawl Stars, this f* game of moyen-âge

And i get boogie boogie to your mother vomit

But i can't escape to your mother great great cookies of the day

Bro, are you kidding me, and i don't wanna do the asshole, but you are incorrectly, so...!

Be a good girl and oblige to describe ceilings

Run into the cage and the filth of the slavies

Battle of the kings, and the evening, family repas

And i just want to see the perfect moment i get tingles of yours mouths sounds

I was playing before the moment of your rat's occupying

My mother was sitting by me, embarassed

And i get run to your red diabolic smile, again