Текст BEXEY – HORROR SCOPE

I don’t want you to take offense
Everything you think I want I simply reject
I just tell you straight up like this yuh

I don’t wanna fuck you honestly

Yeah, we both got problems, money don’t solve them
Hugging a bag of designer clothes like it’s your body
Both so stubborn, you blame it on your horror scope
I’ve just never really liked being told what to do
You remind me of that old feeling
Don’t you lie and say that you feel it
Cry to a stranger in the mirror cause nobody wanna listen
I’m watching the clock tick like a stressed out student
They saying time heals, well I’m watching it moving
I really do feel the same, nothing has changed, everyday on replay
The money and girls they do nothing to the pain
I need some new wings to fly
Poured too many drinks tonight
I’m living two different lives
Light and dark, they both sharp like a kitchen knife

I don’t wanna fuck you honestly
Don’t even wanna touch you honestly
I don’t wanna love you, can’t you see?
I just need, honesty, honesty