Rolling

Yeah, when you and me met, it was a Mistake. Just a mix of chasing chicks and getting Shit-faced. I take a sip, assimilating to the Booziest gentleman. Now I'm oozing the predator, Fucked up Dr. Kiss chase. I guess you had a choice then. You could've told me to leave you alone 'cause You already had a boyfriend ready for appointments. Mean as fuck how many people would know of What you left me on my voicemail. A little later, the drama got replaced with a Calmer version of us. Wish that karma forgave us for our past, But I'm the same as my father. What I partake in, it could take me apart. I am the same in the things I've done Before. The so-called reward always has a fucking Price to pay, but a little later, I'd rather just vacate a new start somewhere fresh, But then starting again, it's way harder.