Foreign Escape (Sped Up) - Nic Dean

I'm just torn up by the fact That I don't need you anymore Let your body do the work You don't even need to talk Just keep it at my tempo You can tell me when to stop I know That it hurts But girl, I tried To forget, bout the men that you put first Know that you lay underneath (Ou) Why Do we make the decision to suffice Eluded to the pain that you will hide You're drawn back to the one who broke your life But it's alright Why Do you make the decisions It's time to decide I don't give a fuck Bout the men that you will love You just make it easy Yeah, you love to give it up Begging for attention But you'll never be enough To me your looks are perfect But your bodies what they want In a world Made of your own You don't need no satisfaction But you don't wanna (Ou) Why Do we make the decision to suffice Eluded to the pain that you will hide You're drawn back to the one who broke your life But it's alright Why Do you make the decisions It's time to decide