Testo Conviction

Conviction
You look so good
Lying on me bed
But don't get it twisted
I know where your lips have been
Get out, get out now.

Your picture may be worth a thousand words But not even the sweetest talk can change my mind.

You're a fake
and im fed up
Realize that our time has come
Don't act like it's not your fault.

Your picture may be worth a thousand words
But not even the sweetest talk can change my mind.

Her hands on my back.
The touch of her lips.
The smell of her hair.
That I cant resist.
The face that she makes. When she starts to scream.
The knife in my hand.
Its all just a dream.