Who want's love, coz i don't

Maybe i don't know what it is

 

I want a series of good moments

Not a good life, i can't afford that

 

I want to cleanse and tell stories

Rest in peace on your soft chest

 

I want to fart in blankets and laugh

Have butt-fights for that extra bed space

 

I want to replay memories when away

Fantasize and play when you're here

 

I want to be stupid and shameless

That i know and i can do gracefully