I've heard of emotional motion sickness
I couldn't visualise it until right now
Because you ended things with a quickness
Then called me your favourite while eating me out
Fuck me up after you fuck me hard
Fuck this bravado, I want your fucking heart
Fuck me up after you fuck me hard
Fuck this bravado, I want your fucking heart
Tell me you love me even if later you'll say you don't
Tell me your honest thinking even if you'll regret leading me on
Despite that I'm allegedly what you sometimes want
In spite of our passionate crimes, you're done
And I knew the whole time that you were gonna run
Fuck me up after you fuck me hard
Fuck this bravado, I want your fucking heart
Fuck me up after you fuck me hard
Fuck this bravado, I want your fucking heart
Kiss me
Say you hate me
You miss me
Say "you make me..."
Kiss me
Say you hate me
You miss me
Say "you make me..."
Kiss me
Say you hate me
You miss me
Say "you make me..."
Kiss me
Say you hate me
You miss me
Say "you make me..."
Kiss me
Say you hate me
You miss me
Say "you make me..."
Fuck me up
Fuck me up
Fuck me up
Fuck me
Fuck me up, fuck me hard
Fuck bravado, I want love
Fuck me up, fuck me hard
Fuck bravado, I want love
Fuck me up, fuck me hard
Fuck bravado, I want love
Fuck me up, fuck me hard
Fuck bravado, I want love
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Songs I Write | VIII
PoetryHello! - Please don't steal. - If you do use any or anything, just give credit, thanks. - 20 years old, England.
