Vincent's synpath lyrics .

You don't gotta say it, bitch, I could feel it
I could feel it, bitch
I feel energies and I see shit, bitch
I know you don't fuck with me, leave me the fuck alone

Kissed my cheek, moved in
You confuse things
Should I just sit out or come harder?
Help me find my way

I just have to
Explode this body off me
I'll be brand new
Brand new tomorrow
A little bit tired
But brand new

Come to me, I'll take care of you
Protect you
You're exhausted, come lie down
You don't have to explain
I understand
You know that I love you
You know that I adore you

As much as I definitely enjoy solitude
I wouldn't mind perhaps
Spending little time with you

I know that you think it's fake
Maybe fake's what I like

A marriage is a paper; are they fakin' or for real?

This ain't a rap for a girl, or whatever
It's a rap wrapped up in my guilty pleasures
To fuck the leisure
Before he left the marks on my sweater
But I leave him with this:
Chronic sunshines forever