entitled song
• Written by user854416616
everything is going wrong in the past I copy paste this is just the taste
because I concentrate, I started until we parted ways take some time to get
laid in a race, turn to marathon I know that was kind of dumb so I can't leave no trace
I'm late the way it was almost fate, call me chronic case no one told me
what to say when we parted ways. I must got some faith I'm always feeling
far away I tolerated a pussy taste like a little shit date but I'm not Ganna fall
even if is too late.
