Testo Spine

I can get you high, but I can't read your mind
I hate when you lie to me, still you keep me alive
Hands run down your spine, I wish you were mine
What's the perfect lie?
Words cannot describe this

Why would you cry? I don't know
I been getting high, now I'm ready to show I been getting high, now I'm ready to go
Yeah I'm getting too high, Now I'm too low
Now I don't wanna talk, yeah I'm going to rock
Going too crazy isn't throwing the guap
Blowin' Mercedes and going to Prague
Going insane because I'm rollin' the rod
Now I don't wanna be the one to say it loud
Lately I been too fucked up
I've been getting faded in the club
I don't wanna be the one that you trust

I can get you high, but I can't read your mind
I hate when you lie to me, still you keep me alive
Hands run down your spine, I wish you were mine
What's the perfect lie? Words cannot describe this