Minds
Tamae
3:02Blurring the lines of you Changing my point of view Obama: "Gotta have them ribs, and pussy too" If this ain't serious, then what's the point But is it bad that I want you to reach out to me Even if you cannot reach me Blurred lines, these blurry lines Between these blurry lines I will find you Blurred lines, these blurry lines I want you to feed me feed me Give me tender loving baby I want you to teach me teach me Fill my soul and never leave me To be honest if I had the choice I'd choose you every time And its confusing to you Cause you can't resist too uhh So like the moon you push and pull In my orbit spinning me into a frenzy Too scared it might end messy Might get to complicated intoxicating for you But don't worry, I'll be patient patient for ya So is it bad that I want you to reach out to me Even if you cannot reach me Blurred lines, these blurry lines Between these blurry lines I will find you Blurred lines, these blurry lines I want you to feed me feed me Give me tender loving baby I want you to teach me teach me Fill my soul and never leave me