Тwisted on destiny, fate and three wishes We fuck and we fight, someone else does the dishes, and meantime my memory reminisces and twists,
It's that blonde blue eyed boy, Your leech or your lover, `cos one of these days you will be, one or the other, There are one or two things That you're did to discover, About me.
There's blood on your legs, I love you
Emote the sweet saccharine of love devotion, Evoke the rich tapestry of all that emotion, Forget all about that and fall in this ocean with me, With me.