Letra de Drunk I
I came and I wept
For my limits I reached them
You pushed them
For my limits I reached them
You pushed them
You pushed through the edge
What kind of woman would you rather I be?
Docile and waiting to breed?
I’d rather be that my heart is racing
Wrapped up and know I’m not afraid
What kind of woman would you rather I be?
Docile and waiting to breed?
I’d rather be that my heart is racing
Wrapped up and know I’m not afraid
