Pleasure, Pain
Let's take a dance in the rain
Let you know just how I'm feelin'
So you know I ain't the same
I hear ya voice on my brain
But I refrain from playing games
Poetic souls cross paths after driving different lanes
So tell me what's to gain?
1-10 what's ya pain?
Heal you with this Mary Jane
Let it numb you like Novacane
Kodak moment, I took the picture out the frame
Once I erase myself, who you got to blame
All I want is change
And a chance to give you my last name
My last wish is to have you running through my veins
And I don't really mean no disrespect
I don't mean to interject
But it seem like me and you could be the perfect set
Every time we link up, it's always like the first time we met
Tryna make it last forever
Something like Keith sweat
Too many long nights I haven't slept
But I must confess
It's how you move or how you lookin' good in that red dress
Yes
I admire to watch ya put on ya favorite jeans
Watch you cleanse ya face in the mirror full of that Maybelline
It's been awhile since me and you been on the same team
I think I saw you in my dreams
Spending all summer helping you achieve ya dreams
Tryna make sense of this message and what it means
Guess we will never know cause things ain't what they seem
Things ain't what they seem
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Pleasure, Pain
Let's take a dance in the rain
Let you know just how I'm feelin'
So you know I ain't the same
I hear ya voice on my brain
But I refrain from playing games
Poetic souls cross paths after driving different lanes
So tell me what's to gain?
1-10 what's ya pain?
Heal you with this Mary Jane
Let it numb you like Novacane
Kodak moment, I took the picture out the frame
Once I erase myself, who you got to blame
All I want is change
And a chance to give you my last name
My last wish is to have you running through my veins
And I don't really mean no disrespect
I don't mean to interject
But it seem like me and you could be the perfect set
Every time we link up, it's always like the first time we met
Tryna make it last forever
Something like Keith sweat
Too many long nights I haven't slept
But I must confess
It's how you move or how you lookin' good in that red dress
Yes
I admire to watch ya put on ya favorite jeans
Watch you cleanse ya face in the mirror full of that Maybelline
It's been awhile since me and you been on the same team
I think I saw you in my dreams
Spending all summer helping you achieve ya dreams
Tryna make sense of this message and what it means
Guess we will never know cause things ain't what they seem
Things ain't what they seem
Let's take a dance in the rain
Let you know just how I'm feelin'
So you know I ain't the same
I hear ya voice on my brain
But I refrain from playing games
Poetic souls cross paths after driving different lanes
So tell me what's to gain?
1-10 what's ya pain?
Heal you with this Mary Jane
Let it numb you like Novacane
Kodak moment, I took the picture out the frame
Once I erase myself, who you got to blame
All I want is change
And a chance to give you my last name
My last wish is to have you running through my veins
And I don't really mean no disrespect
I don't mean to interject
But it seem like me and you could be the perfect set
Every time we link up, it's always like the first time we met
Tryna make it last forever
Something like Keith sweat
Too many long nights I haven't slept
But I must confess
It's how you move or how you lookin' good in that red dress
Yes
I admire to watch ya put on ya favorite jeans
Watch you cleanse ya face in the mirror full of that Maybelline
It's been awhile since me and you been on the same team
I think I saw you in my dreams
Spending all summer helping you achieve ya dreams
Tryna make sense of this message and what it means
Guess we will never know cause things ain't what they seem
Things ain't what they seem
Writer: Miguel Clemente, Rashad Cobb
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