Testo Gaslight

The scent I’m smelling when you’re over here telling
Of all those things you did for free
This ain’t a friendship it’s a business and I know it
‘Cause you want it, you want it, you want it out of me
It’s just the same
The same set of tricks
You thrive from this feeling
Can’t you see that you’re deceiving Feeding your ego, you haven’t got a spine
Another scheme that promises a profit
Do you mean it, do you mean it, do you mean it this time