[Filip Filipi] The poem she wrote me, lay in 1000 pieces Like her heart The goddess of Venus Must've cursed the path which led me to you And mother f** the moonlight which lit and confused you Sleeping beauty, her lips drip honey She can think love, but she dream money God send signs sometimes only in glimpses I wanna know what you think, quit running to your friends Aqaurius, hilarious, square and she so flirty Dont get attached, I be dead before 30 I hope to god he dont count your tears It sang to my soul when you let me hear All my ships have sailed and I can't swim At the loniest dock and she came in Her perfume was the scent of sin But this way never ask what could've been