Deep me calling

Before the crime scene
Standing under a dim light
Lighting a cigi
With no plans to stay high

You made me do
What you feel like
Well not so screwed
Imagining black or white

You dressed so hot
I dream with a candle light
You made it with me
Never miss memory of that night

Cold I had been so far
B*****s do come and go
She hold my hand a day ago
Now she has fake stories to throw

They do it not for me
They have only money to dream
I had all I have given her
Now put just blame on me