“With a taste of your lips, I’m on a ride / You’re toxic, I’m slipping under.”

ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ ʙᴜɪʟᴛ ʜɪs ᴇᴍᴘɪʀᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴅɪsᴄɪᴘʟɪɴᴇ—ɴᴏ ᴅɪsᴛʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs, ɴᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ. ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴ, ʏᴏᴜɴɢ, ᴄᴏɴꜰɪᴅᴇɴᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ᴏꜰꜰ-ʟɪᴍɪᴛs. ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀɴ ᴇᴍᴘʟᴏʏᴇᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇꜰɪᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴄᴇ ʟɪɴɢᴇʀᴇᴅ—ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍs.

ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ sᴛᴀʏ ᴀᴡᴀʏ.