Lyrics

Creepin' 'round corners, I don't feel like myself Studyin' your movements is, is a carousel And I can't confirm that you mean what you say And I am pretty sure that it's better that way Why can't I trust in you? Am I slippin' up over you? If it really turned to be the way that I think, how bad could it be? If it really turned to be the way that I think, how bad could it be? I don't wanna make you think you get away with anything And I know that we could go for round and round like one, two, three And I gotta question myself, is it coming? Possibly And I gotta wonder, am I sleeping with the enemy? (Ah, ah) I don't wanna make you think you get away with anything (Ah, ah) and I know that we could go for round and round Like one, two, three (Ah, ah) and I gotta question myself, is it comin'? Possibly (Ah, ah) and I gotta wonder, am I sleepin' with the enemy? Can't afford to get played again Bitches wanna be my friend I don't know what to tell 'em, I can smell 'em Niggas hard to trust You don't know me, bitch, I can't be touched I'm really too fed up Why you got your eye on me? I gotta question what the fuck they see I gotta question every move they make and breath they take Lucifer was beautiful, but that don't mean he wasn't a snake, bitch Why can't I trust in you? Am I slippin' up over you? If it really turned to be the way that I think, how bad could it be? If it really turned to be the way that I think, how bad could it be? I don't wanna make you think you get away with anything And I know that we could go for round and round like one, two, three And I gotta question myself, is it comin'? Possibly And I gotta wonder, am I sleepin' with the enemy? (Ah, ah) I don't wanna make you think you get away with anything (Ah, ah) and I know that we could go for round and round Like one, two, three (Ah, ah) and I gotta question myself, is it comin'? Possibly (Ah, ah) and I gotta wonder, am I sleepin' with the enemy? I can't even tell if I'm makin' this up Impossible to assume what you want I'm watchin' my back like I got nothing left I give you all I got, wish I knew what was next Why can't, can't I trust in you? Am I slippin' up over you? If it really turned to be the way that I think, how bad could it be? If it really turned to be the way that I think, how bad could it be? (Ah, ah) I don't wanna make you think you get away with anything (Ah, ah) and I know that we could go for round and round Like one, two, three (Ah, ah) and I gotta question myself, is it comin'? Possibly (Ah, ah) and I gotta wonder, am I sleepin' with the enemy? (Ah, ah) I don't wanna make you think you get away with anything (Ah, ah) and I know that we could go for round and round Like one, two, three (Ah, ah) and I gotta question myself, is it comin'? Possibly (Ah, ah) and I gotta wonder, am I sleepin' with the enemy?
Writer(s): Brittnee Moore, Kindora Camp Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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