Our game is a cologne
It can wear off quick
Now your true selfs exposed
She wonders where that scent went
So we cover up our funk, with more bs
Hoping this new scent does us justice
She's not impressed with that strong stuff
Reminising on the old us
Her hearts turning cold with no defrost Because
Those subtle hints here and there is all she really needed
Our natural pharemones would have her leaking
Sniffing on our necks while the headboards squeaking
God damn, what a beautiful evening
Our true self is what stimulates her
The fake is made her sick
Thinking you're adding flavors
Spraying on all them extra layers
When in actuality you made her split
So
Throw away the Axe, toss the Old Spice in a ditch
Grab a bar of soap and scrub down to the essence quick
That Cool Water is Relationship slaughter Get rid of all that if you plan to see a alter
And like the labels say
Read the fine print before you spray
Because too much of those smell goods
Is sure to irritate
---s.e.p
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