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1. |
ilusm!!!
01:05
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I don’t wanna act like bitch to you
So don’t take it way too personal
Just say you miss it
You know it’s all in your head
We sit inside the same classroom
But you don’t look at me once
Is it ‘cause I don’t talk enough?
Do I seem that cold to you?
I never meant it that way
I just struggle to speak
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2. |
vampire (feat. Mafuba)
02:40
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I’ve told you, there’s no need to wait
I’ve made up on my past mistakes
I’ve ghosted all the friends you hate
So tell me, where’s my piece of cake?
Where’s my piece of cake?
Can you tell me what the fuck is up?
You okay?
Do you still hear the shit that I say?
Maybe you overdosed on yourself
Full of that ego, just get help
Boy, you got big bucks
Must suck if you’re hauling this
Dried-up, four-cent motherfucker
I’m five up, six down
Why you trying to play stupid?
Don’t drown ‘cause there ain’t enough
I might fucking lose my mind now
Suck me dry of every dime
Boy, you better make a choice
Make it quick
If you don’t pick a side, I'mma dip
Maybe you should go outside
Touch a tree
Calm the fuck down ‘fore you talk with me
‘Cause I don’t take real nice
To the look in your eyes
Every time we talk
You seem lost in your thoughts
So, why don’t you just admit?
You were the one that sank this ship
I better jump off this dick
Since I’m so sick
Of your love
I might fucking lose my mind now
Suck me dry of every dime
This’ll be the day you
Make me walk away
I never have to see your stupid face
Been waiting just to take you off the page
And find somebody else to fill the place
I’m fucking sick and tired of your “can’t go”
“Too much”
“I don’t really do much”
Just about time you gave my piece of-
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3. |
homecoming queen
02:56
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Hey, girl, we could match
For a night, the both of us
Don’t get too attached
‘Cause I’m only here to fuck (you)
Who knew that the boys never cared for us?
Superficial looks for a stupid cut
Put us on the back of the burner
Put us on the back of the burner
Let me see you prom night, if you think you’re free
Have the time of our lives, only you and me
If you wanna get by, you should just agree
‘Cause I’ve seen you, ‘cause I’ve seen you
Being walked like a dog all around the city
Being talked down to like a pounded kitty
If you take my hand, I could hand you a light
Even for one night
(I need you to)
Tell me what to do
And you’ll do it to me too
When you fuck me better than he ever could
(Yeah, I need you to)
Tell me what to do
And you’ll do it to me too
When you fuck me like nobody ever would
Baby, I’ll be down if you’re not enough
Just another stand that’ll beat me up
Where do all the boys that I love end up?
Where do all the boys that I love end up?
You can tell me now what you really wanna do
I don’t even care, I got nothing left to lose
You can tell me now if you really wanna stay
It won’t really matter to me, I could find a girl any other day
‘Cause I know exactly what it’s like to hide from those you hate
I know, I know
Tell me what to do
And you’ll do it to me too
When you fuck me better than he ever could
(Yeah, I need you to)
Tell me what to do
And you’ll do it to me too
When you fuck me like nobody ever would
(Yeah, I need you to)
Be the one I need for a single night
Be the one I can’t get off my mind
Be my royalty and I’ll be your knight
Fuck me royally and I’ll be your bride
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Ooh, ooh)
If you ever feel bad
You can kick it with me
‘Cause I deal with this shit every day
If the boys get you mad
Then you got me on speed
Call me up on the dial and I’ll say (wanna fuck?)
Baby, I’ll be down if you’re not enough
Treat me like the one that I thought I loved
Treat me like the...
Wait, fuck
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4. |
dykehitter
04:06
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My life is on the line
Everybody needs to know me
Like I probably wouldn’t mind
If I hadn’t been so lonely
Cutting deep into my pride
Letting anybody own me
Slowly taking to the knife
Like a friend
And if you asked me my name
What would come out my mouth?
Something insane
That I hid in my house
Losing myself
Rotting in the spotlight
Just move it somewhere else
Maybe you should see some
Other people
Then we wouldn’t have to
Hide our faces
From the vast majority
Of the creatures
We can’t feed them all that
Petty drama
What’s the point in keeping hope
In this stupid little city?
People’s heads are on a slope
Like they’ve never heard of pity
And I wish it wasn’t so weird
Maybe if it weren’t here
There’d be time for us to spend, yeah
But if you shifted the blame
They’d stop shooting us doubt
Swallowed your shame
Knowing we can’t hang out
Think of yourself
And lock that person up tight
‘Cause I can’t give my help
Maybe you should see some
Other people
Then we wouldn’t have to
Hide our faces
From the vast majority
Of the creatures
We can’t feed them all that
Petty drama
You should see some
Other people
Then we wouldn’t have to
Hide our faces
From the vast majority
Of the creatures
We can’t feed them all that
Petty drama
(Other people)
(Hide our faces)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Ooh, ooh)
But if we skip the next town
There’ll be no one at all (no one at all)
We’ll just sit on the rooftops of old empty houses (old empty houses)
Drawing lines with the stars
Overlooking the cars (looking the cars)
Shining lights in the night just like you
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(I don't wanna act like a bitch to you)
(So don't take it way too personal)
If nobody hears
The things that you say
They might as well not have been spoken at all
If nobody knows
Once we’ve gone away
It’s like we were never a part of that quiet town
Where the birds can’t sing like they want
Put the past behind you now
There’s nothing left to drag you down
But rotten memories
Of people you don’t need
Just pack it up and live your life
So one day I might be your wife
In spite of what they say
We’ll do it anyway
‘Cause nothing’s ever gonna be the best
There’s good and bad and everyone’s a mess
So if that ain’t the perfect definition of the both of us
Then I don’t really know what is
You don’t have to stay
Inside of your head
There’s so much to do in your lifetime instead
I’ve never felt this way before
You’re messing with my head
And all I wanna do is stay
In your beautiful embrace
There’s good and bad in everyone
And you’re the jackpot that I’ve won
Now you are all I need
To make a memory
Take the sweetest, bestest, person on the planet
And make 'em understand that no one does it better
Just swear that you won’t ever leave her side
And you love her ‘til the day that you die
Nothing’s ever gonna be the best
There’s good and bad and everyone’s a mess
So if that ain’t the perfect definition of the both of us
Then I don’t really know what is
You don’t have to stay
Inside of your head
There’s so much to do in your lifetime instead
You don’t have to spend
All day in your bed
There’s so much to do in your lifetime instead
Girl, just look me the eyes
And tell me what you see
‘Cause I see you and me
Along the beaches of a seaside town
As the stars begin falling down
Saying you’re safe here
You’re safe here
You’re safe here
You’re safe here (Oh my fucking god!)
You’re safe here (What was I supposed to say?)
You’re safe here
You’re safe here
You’re safe here
(Duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh, duh duh)
(Duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh, da-da-duh)
(Duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh, duh duh)
(Duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh, duh-duh, duh duh duh)
You don’t have to stay
Inside of your head
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