Tonight's a moment I am tired,
I touch my dick an closem y eyes,
Thinking of girls who are great smile
Water's coming' out
(of) my brain,
Believe these things are deep inside me,
Beneath this touch of lifting
Hate is a private thing for me
And the pain is still the same
My bed is full of things around me
'cause I had girls in dreams this night
They are great an doing great work
A bitch is nice and such lovely
Believe these things are deep inside me
Beneath the touch of lifting
Hate is a private thing for me
And the pain is still the same hate