Twinkle vague

Spree

Throwing my bags on the midnight floor free,
Channel, Gucci doesn't matter to me.
All of the senses sending hundreds of strikes,
Is it true or I still have an oblique?

Who says I'm not perfect?
Cash in my closet crib.
No more love for shopping,
Closed all the twenty three.
Addiction of your voice just makes me wanna feel,
Yeah I'm the happiest with your streaming spree.

I know I'm expensive, my soul isn't cheap,
Failing to capture those lips in the mirror.
Still I myself can't get all into me,
You're the one to invade my evils and fears without a silent crick.

Calming down myself,
Plumbing all of eye leaks.
I don't care, releasing the me,
I'm relaxed while being busy in your streaming spree.

You giving me chills at a thousand degrees,
Why do they say I was always a freak?
In my life there is always some glitch,
Only you know that I'm not a spoiled bitch.

Circling me in my sleep like a satellite,
Know I'm hurt but you empathize.
Your voice ringing in ears loud is my appetite,
Is it some kind of funky flirty streaming spree?

They are acting super shady,
Always calling me baby.
I think they are kinda creepy,
But your melody in my heart comes always like a purple fairy.

Your love is what I'm on high,
No more missing concerts, I bought a jet in a blink.
Playing keys of piano in my cloud nine,
Yeah I'm a princess of your streaming spree.

~Sakshi ♡

[ What kind of spree you guys like? Insert your answer here ➜ ]