Amy Berlim 2007


Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain,/ We’re like how we were again,/ I’m in the tub, you on the seat,/ Lick your lips as I soak my feet,/ Then you notice a likkel carpet burn,/ My stomach drop and my guts churn,/ You shrug and it’s the worst,/ Who truly stuck the knife at first 
I cheated myself, Like I knew I would, I told you I was trouble, You know that I’m no good