Fake Meringhe

tell me that you're not my friend and that you wanna be my rhyme

tell me that you want my body intertwined to you soul

tell me that you're not my friend and that you wanna be my rhyme

tell me that you want my body intertwined to you soul

Slightly smile

and cure my hypochondriac eyes don't be shy

and show me how to simplify

Her attempt

towards your different point of view...

your lips are more than excited my hips are more than delighted

Spy your moves

I framed you in my icy eyes

I'd be keen

to see that bitch get out of here me and you

for a crazy night out of the blue

your lips are more than excited my hips are more than delighted

tell me that you're not my friend and that you wanna be my rhyme

tell me that you want my body intertwined to you soul

tell me that you're not my friend and that you wanna be my rhyme

tell me that you want my body intertwined to you soul