We may speak the same language,
But your parents don’t,
They might think I’m manipulative,
But my parents wont,
I can see you were brought up in bubble wrap,
I was brought up like this and that’s that,
Daddy will dissect and inspect,
All aspects of you’re life for a while.
I don’t need to see heaven I swear it’s true,
I don’t need to see it because I’ve seen it in you.
You could be a good girl,
Or a good girl gone bad,
You could just be a good girl,
You could be a good girl,
Or a good girl gone bad,
But don’t imagine it just do it.
The world you live in is a prison,
My words all match with precision,
I can be a sweet talker I know that,
But I love your daughter matter of fact,
I can see you were brought up with the almighty,
But free speech in your country isn’t right see,
Daddy will inspect to protect,
Even though it’s your private life.
I don’t need to see heaven I swear it’s true,
I don’t need to see it because I’ve seen it in you.
You did it in the dark,
While I did it in the open,
Our personas made a spark,
Until both our hearts were…
You did it in the dark,
While I did it in the open,
Our personas made a spark,
Until both our hearts were broken.
Don’t you ever forget about me,
I won’t ever forget you
Don’t you ever forget about me,
I won’t ever forget you.
Gaz illionaire
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tbh-idk-to-be-honest-i-dont-know/
