I admit it…what’s to say
i’ll relive it…without pain
backstreet lover on the side
of the road
i got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode
i got a .16 gauge buried
under my clothes…i play.
once upon a time i could control myself
once upon a time i could lose myself
oh try and mimic..what’s insane
i am in it…where do i stand?
indian summer i hate the heat
i got a backstreet lover on the passenger seat
i got my hand in my pocket
so determined
discreet…i pray.
once upon a time i could control myself
once upon a time i could lose myself
once upon a time i could love myself
once upon a time i could love myself
once
once
once