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What would we do if it were
The last day that
I could give you whatever
That you kiss me for the last time

There wouldn't be a tomorrow for me
I would only have those damn desires
For you to come back
For you to come back

If it's the last day, then I just want
Us to treat each other as if it were the first
Laughter out of nowhere in the early morning
If there were people outside, I would scream into the pillow

Let's get out of the car and
Let the smoke from the weed come out
The last day
What things I wouldn't do to you

Give me your kisses
Give me your body
I want a bit of that
I want your text
I want your kisses
Mami of that Uoh
I want your text, uoh
I want your sex
I want a bit of that

If they tell me I'm dying tomorrow
Today I call you to eat your booty
If you were on another planet
I'll still get there, just send the location

However it takes, I'm going
Flying like Astro Boy
In the glove compartment a joint
And these desires to devour each other
With which we must do something
So the clothes are unnecessary

If you're not here tomorrow
I want to know where you're going
So as not to move backwards
Thinking about the future

And if you don't come back
Then I'll go out to hunt
But there won't be another like you
I assure you that

Because you hypnotized me
Now I need your dose
Eating you for dinner
Imagine the scene
Of your body and mine, sweating

The last day
Everything I feel, I would tell you
Everything you ask for, I would do it
We are two, and it seems like an orgy
By how you moaned
And your desires mixed with mine
While burning another blunt of Mary
As if there wouldn't be a tomorrow, anymore

What would we do if it were
The last day that
I could give you whatever
That you kiss me for the last time

There wouldn't be a tomorrow for me
I would only have those damn desires
For you to come back
For you to come back

Give me your kisses, (kisses)
Give me your body (body)
I want a bit of that
I want your text (Uuh)
I want your kisses

Mami of that Uoh, (kisses)
I want your text, (text)
I want your sex
I want a bit of that

When I was seventeen
I read a quote that went something, like
If you live each day, as if it was your last
Some day, you most certainly, be right