Lyrics

One body, two souls Three words you'll never know Time makes it harder I'll stop being mad about it So come chase oceans of plagiarized emotion With you, so alone, still I ain't even mad about it (Pre-Chorus) I bet you would like that I bet you would But I'm not gonna give you that satisfaction No, I'm not gonna give you that kind of satisfaction Heaven, old me, the devil's upon me Don't look, don't see So I'll stop being mad about it Selective memories I'll die with you slowly, and I ain't even mad about it (Pre-Chorus) I bet you would like that I bet you would But I'm not gonna give you that satisfaction No, I'm not gonna give you that kind of satisfaction
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Get up to 2 months free of Apple Music
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out