Friday Princess - Dame

She bites my arm the same hand that feeds her and spits on me

Angel she calls it forcing when I just show her the way with a gun in my hand

Shut your eyes for a while.

Count to ten girl

Get weak my friday princess.

Scream as I walk by

Seven days my friday princess scream as I walk away

Drunk and strong looks ugly and insecure

We all know she’s fine nära maybe I’m naive but I’m not lonely like you whit a

gun your hand

Shut your eyes for a while.

Count to ten girl