17 (vasana)

Dead ends, no telling and I'm gonna sin again Perceive a man (Perceive) I feel like a dog Missed opportunities to run I float away, I float away from here Deep in my head, that's where it lays No, that's where I stay I flick up your incese Burning your energy reminds me I'm ignorant I ain't showing much interest Catching my strays when you innocent I ain't trying to be a martyr, Mood swings probably jarred her Illness f*ck up my charm, Long sleeves on my arms Much cause for alarm Your naked body in my palm Slipped in to perform, Didn't mean to let you down, Didn't mean to do this shit no more