JoRac - Style

I keep my pistol in the back
My temper makes up
What I lack
I taste your love
I want you bad
But I never know
Just where I'm at
I got a shock collar
On my neck
I keep your body
Under my deck
I ain't no gambling man
Keep your bet
Blood on my hands
That's all I get
Take your time
I like your style
I haven't slept in
Quite a while
My thoughts grow
Longer than a mile
You and me we both
Rock the same style
I don't know
I don't like this
Conversation let it go
Got my .45
Close my eyes and aim it
At the sky
Yeah I realize
I can't outrun the
Demons inside
So I'm getting high
That's the only way that
I survive
We were never meant
To meet
But I swear we're
Meant to be
I'll walk forever
Follow me
You take my heart
And hide with me
Take your time
I like your style
I haven't slept in
Quite a while
My thoughts grow
Longer than a mile
You and me we both
Rock the same style
Take your time
I like your style
I haven't slept in
Quite a while
My thoughts grow
Longer than a mile
You and me we both
Rock the same style

Written by:
Anthony Caro

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