2 - Billionaire Roommates
I'm not to be forgottеn Trap your books when I walk in Magic talks without talking I'll make the most bеfore the coffin Born to be desired, oh-oh Gotta learn, yeah, eyes are always on the next score But space isn't there to always be filled up It's the quiet, the downtime to breathe in my lungs 'Cause I'm mortal, oh-oh-oh Defected by this form, oh-oh-oh So I beg to be tested by goddesses Resting their heads upon pillows Of all they have learned
About 2 - Billionaire Roommates
I'm not to be forgottеn Trap your books when I walk in Magic talks without talking I'll make the most bеfore the coffin Born to be desired, oh-oh Gotta learn, yeah, eyes are always on the next score But space isn't there to always be filled up It's the quiet, the downtime to breathe in my lungs 'Cause I'm mortal, oh-oh-oh Defected by this form, ...Read more