Song | Eleven |
Artist | The Step Kings |
Album | Let's Get It On |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I think someone just heard us, when I’m deep inside | |
But I’d rather not ignore this | |
I’ll stand away and hide like a big jerk, on the outside | |
I love how you pretend to hate me | |
Fill me up with your senseless shit | |
I often try to hide my urgency | |
But I’m split in two just from seeing it, I had enough of this | |
One more time, one more mind | |
She called eleven | |
It’s easy for you to filter your true vibe | |
Only let out what needs to be | |
But let’s suppose that I pinned your wrists | |
And forced myself with the right might inside your mind | |
You make me want to contrl you | |
Spill my worth on your submissive self | |
I think I really need to tie you | |
Beat you senseless, until the end | |
One more time, one more mind | |
I shouldn’t sweat ‘cause these are my body parts | |
But I’m overwhelmed with all the guilt that’s been tossed | |
I should say what, will it be for good or bad | |
Oh what a miracle, how I put up with it all | |
She called eleven |
I think someone just heard us, when I' m deep inside | |
But I' d rather not ignore this | |
I' ll stand away and hide like a big jerk, on the outside | |
I love how you pretend to hate me | |
Fill me up with your senseless shit | |
I often try to hide my urgency | |
But I' m split in two just from seeing it, I had enough of this | |
One more time, one more mind | |
She called eleven | |
It' s easy for you to filter your true vibe | |
Only let out what needs to be | |
But let' s suppose that I pinned your wrists | |
And forced myself with the right might inside your mind | |
You make me want to contrl you | |
Spill my worth on your submissive self | |
I think I really need to tie you | |
Beat you senseless, until the end | |
One more time, one more mind | |
I shouldn' t sweat ' cause these are my body parts | |
But I' m overwhelmed with all the guilt that' s been tossed | |
I should say what, will it be for good or bad | |
Oh what a miracle, how I put up with it all | |
She called eleven |
I think someone just heard us, when I' m deep inside | |
But I' d rather not ignore this | |
I' ll stand away and hide like a big jerk, on the outside | |
I love how you pretend to hate me | |
Fill me up with your senseless shit | |
I often try to hide my urgency | |
But I' m split in two just from seeing it, I had enough of this | |
One more time, one more mind | |
She called eleven | |
It' s easy for you to filter your true vibe | |
Only let out what needs to be | |
But let' s suppose that I pinned your wrists | |
And forced myself with the right might inside your mind | |
You make me want to contrl you | |
Spill my worth on your submissive self | |
I think I really need to tie you | |
Beat you senseless, until the end | |
One more time, one more mind | |
I shouldn' t sweat ' cause these are my body parts | |
But I' m overwhelmed with all the guilt that' s been tossed | |
I should say what, will it be for good or bad | |
Oh what a miracle, how I put up with it all | |
She called eleven |