My right hand is squeezing at private my parts again My left hand with a pen I try to keep my thoughts in line But why pretend? You're only a friend Well I call you a friend We share a lot of deep thoughts Conversations must, penetrate her mind Activate its lust, but Are you as sick as me? Are you as fucked as me? And for my and final 3rd question Can you swallow me whole? How deep can you go? I’m a little obsessed And I just wanna make a fucking mess with you My right foot is itching to return to the aftermath Left foot still in place Yeah, I love the act, and how you react But I hate the look on your face when I say: We're only just friends Well I call you a friend We share a lot of deep thoughts Conversations must, penetrate her mind Activate its lust, but Are you as sick as me? Are you as fucked as me? And for my and final 3rd question Can you swallow me whole? How deep can you go? I’m a little obsessed And I just wanna make a fucking mess with you Some days she says its fine Some days it feels like heaven As her spirits soaring towards the sky My face is buried in her thighs Somedays she thinks I’m 9 Somedays she thinks I’m 7 Yeah, I’m rarely ever 10 And I never 11 Can you swallow me whole? How deep can you go? I’m a little obsessed And I just wanna make a fucking mess with you Can you swallow me whole? How deep can you go? I’m a little obsessed And I just wanna make a fucking mess with you