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• Artiste: Kitty Pryde
• Titre: He (Tommy Cantwell)
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didn't write this song just to get you to fuck i just kinda wanna have you in the back my truck cuz i'm still around starin' at you just bein' celibate i keep doin' it forever, man, just for the hell of it and i'm not trying to talk really loud but being around you is like being surrounded in clouds and you don't know how hard I try not to sound Like I knew your name already I'm not really profound and I'm not really verbose And I'm just playin' around And I see you at shows so am I gainin' some ground yet? Swack, Swack, Swack, Swack, (who's my daddy? oh, oh, pew pew, chicken nugget...???) Boy, I don't even know what you were thinkin When you said, "Hey, KItty, could you fill up my drink?" So I went into the kitchen, spent some time at the sink and now I'm handin it to you. Damn it, Sam, stop winkin, just don't ask me what was in it I see you gettin sleepy, I tried to write a love song that wasn't this creepy But I gotta be true to my art, and soon you'll be exactly like Elizabeth Smart Now I'm in control of what it says on your charts when the nurse is checkin on your pulse and vitals and heart and shit Oh, your heart (aw) I wanna part of it, now I wanna get into the very heart of this You’ll never hear this, it’s disheartening My eyes keep undressing and my knives keep sharpenin And every time I see you it’s a little bit startling The butterflies or demons or whatever start garglin the blinds wide open so we can see you in the dark when you sleepin your body fresh out the shower you touch yourself after hours (???) check your window, check your window, we're at your window this might be a bad start to get off to and I really didn't mean to accost you I just really like your hair, and how it's all slick and stuff I spilled a little of your blood I kind of wanna lick it up But I guess that wouldn't be vegan so let's just drive around and sing some sara and tegan you don't even know me, this is only a dream and i'm just thinkin of your eyes nothin' to do with your semen 1, 2, you're the boy that I want 3, 4, 5-6-7 shit (?) is the bullet if you say no after all this and I just couldn't take it; you're so mothafuckin gorgeous you're the boy that I want 3, 4, 5-6-7 shit solve equations, baby, you're my square root and I feel a little weird thinkin that you're this cute (you're so mothafuckin gowjess) (i just wanna talk) (convasate) (stalk) (mastabate)