Did he sleep? The air is thick.
You play your games,a dirty trick.
A burning glance across the room.
Assuming your own fate,you're doomed.
Stop the act,
drop the switch,
you know the score,
don't you btch?
you feel the pull,
that primal itch,
so hear my call,
come to me btch.
You walk on fire, you dance on glass
Thinking that this feeling will pass
You crave control, you wear a crown
But I'm the one who'll tear it down
stop the act,
drop the switch
You know the score,
don't you btch?
you feel the pull,
that primal itch,
so hear my call,
come to me btch.
Though with whispers,texts and sighs.
The truth is burning in your eyes.
The game is over, time to choose.
You've got nothing left to lose.
Start the act,
drop the switch,
you know it's on.
Don't you bet you feel the love,
I'm on it, so hear my call.
Come to me, btch.
Come to me, btch.
text текст песни Tim Dian, Lotus Queen-Come to Me
© Copyright: Евгения Сергеевна Соц, 2026
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