Slacks Songtext

von St. South

Got a piece of my mind, to tell you who's mine.
Nobody hurts like me for you.
Soft slacks at night, I'm wearing ‘em tight
Nobody hurts like I do.

Your fakers are fine, but your water ain't wine
So stop feeding me, ‘a little more time'.
Your shit's a mess; I'm not yours to undress.
I'm leaving this love for the last time.
I'm not yours I'm mine.

You've got the means to caress
But weak you leave me a mess.
One touch is enough, your hands, a little too rough.
Will I ever be enough?
I'm not yours I'm mine.

We fall the fader to black
Release the ropes and feel the slack.
I'm not yours I'm mine.
I tell you every time; you're walking a fine, fine line.
I'm not yours I'm mine.
I'm not yours.
Heard it all before.