Positive Thoughts & Mind

La cancion se llama deep thoghts
 My right hand is squeezing at private my 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
 Conversations must, penetrate her mind
 Activate its lust, but
 Are you as sick as me?
 Are you as fucked as me?
 And for my and final 3rd 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:
 We're only just friends
 Well I call you a friend
 We share a lot of deep thoughts
 Conversations must, penetrate her mind
 Activate its lust, but
 Are you as sick as me?
 Are you as fucked as me?
 And for my and final 3rd 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 its fine
 Some days it feels like heaven
 As her spirits soaring towards the sky
 My face is buried in her thighs
 Somedays she thinks I'm 9
 Somedays she thinks I'm 7
 Yeah, I'm rarely ever 10
 And I 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
 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