now we asking
when this shit aint gettin more fun
why we hurt when the motive aint done
talking bout work but i know u get none
and you my darling
theyll try to burn us- when its you i won
i run my hands on the edge of ya tum
saying you a freak but i think u my one

i wann see your smile, hear you talk abt nun
maybe grab a lil sumn if its what makes fun
cuz the worlds past done,
 burnt crisp- new lies take hold, oh what
wallet fat no gun, ballcaps n gums
wrap truth in love- and its you i love
you my only one

psythoness - now we asking... ( r u my one)

psythoness