كلمات Deep Thoughts

My right hand is squeezing at my private 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 Conversation’s a must Penetrate her mind Activate it’s lust, but Are you as sick as me? Are you as fucked as me? And for my third and final 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 You’re only a friend, well, I call you a friend We share a lot of deep thoughts Conversation’s a must Penetrate her mind Activate it’s lust, but Are you as sick as me? Are you as fucked as me? And for my third and final 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 it’s fine Some days it feels like heaven As her spirit’s soaring towards the sky My face is buried in her thighs Some days she thinks I’m 9 Some days she thinks I’m 7 Yeah, I’m rarely ever 10 And I’m 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