For what it's worth, I would've had you drowned at fucking birth.
Bring forth the future, because the past is haunting my dreams.
Every picture you left for me, seemed picture perfect to me.
I did what I thought was right, there's no gloves in this fight tonight.
Can you see the ecstacy (Maybe, baby) pulsating through her veins?
(This time you learn how to)
For months I followed numbers. I once was lost.
I am found alone, asking myself what comes next.
Every conversation just leads us to sex.
Cinderella baby, why won't you dance with me?
Cinderella baby, why won't you dance with me?
Now you see the ecstacy (Maybe, baby) pulsating through her veins.
You're just a walk-on role,
You say that time's run out. I say it's time to leave you.
Maybe baby, next time you'll learn how to act like a lady, act like a lady.
Maybe baby, next time you'll learn how to act like a lady, act like a lady.
Cinderella baby, why won't you dance with me?
Cinderella baby, why won't you dance?
(Cinderella baby)
Everything you've touched has turned to rust and nothing more than lust. (For my fucking bitch)
And our love has turned into nothing more than lust. (Just MTNR)
Artist: Enrico Pieranunzi
Artist: Clifford Brown
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