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You say you want it, yeah you really want it, now you don’t
You wanna give it, yeah you wanna give it, now you won’t
It’s such a pity that you never really get it right get it right
Yeah I’m so pretty yeah I’m pretty and a bit uptight
I’m always coming yeah I’m coming but I don’t arrive
It’s such a pity that I never really get it right but not tonight.
Whoa whoa whoa
Whaaaaaaaa
Fill up your guts and scream it from the rooftops
Go place your bets cause this is where the buck stops
It’s do or die at the coup d’etat
Waaaaaaaaa
You can kick and scream until your heart stops
Excusé moi
It’s time to get the piss up
Where are you going are you going where you wanna go?
It’s like the movies yeah it’s truly like a little show
It’s such a pity that we never even get to know
How the ending goes
Yeah it’s so rich it’s all the riches and it’s so divine
But it gets bitter when it’s left out in the hot sunlight
It’s such a pity that we never got to take a bite
But not tonight
I wanna I wanna I wanna
(CH)
Come and get it up
Get it up
Gonna muscle up
You can suck it up suck it up
But it’s not enough
Come and get it up
Get it up
Gonna muscle up
You can suck it up suck it
Get the piss up
I can be your monster your sweet imposter
You can be the braver succubus savior
I can be your monster your mother and father
You can be nada you can be nada you can be
Anything you want to be.
(CH)
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Hot damn
Is my grip too tight?
Hot damn girl
I’m too fragile right
I’m only here to make you feel at home
Hot damn
Would you break your neck?
Hot damn girl
On what you expected
I didn’t mean to write your favorite song
Man I’m so mean I’m so mean I’m a meaniac
Feeding on your feelings like a salty snack
I’m sippin’ on your sympathy and spittin’ it right back
Man I’m so mean would be a look at that meaniac
(No she’s not gonna hide
Don’t ask her to comply
Fuck around and find out)
Man I’m so mean I’m so mean I’m a meaniac
Feeding on your feelings like a salty snack
I’m sippin on your sympathy and spittin it right back
Mean I’m so mean would be a look at that meaniac
Why don’t you calm down?
Or we’re gonna simmer up, buttercup
Why don’t you get around?
And figure out what you want what I want what you want what I want
Oh what’d you call me?
What’s not fair is fair and
I don’t think you understand the stakes at play the time of day or what to say why dontchya
(CH)
I am a pessimologist
I don’t like your pathetiquette
And Nobody ever gets what they want
I do I do i do
(CH)
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I’m so tough
Am I not tough enough?
Am I too sexy
Not sexy enough
To be your leading lady?
I can’t speak
When you’re on top of me
So I just sing and I shove
And dress you up in my love ah
That’s how I’ll win
Yeah Madonna’s a dick
Yeah that woman’s a bitch
Oh, she’s just a slut
‘Cause she gets what she wants
But if she were a dude
And she was giving that attitude
They’d probably give her a raise
She’d be the president of the United States
Yeah, Madonna’s a dick
I’m so sorry
Am I not sorry enough?
Am I too crazy
Not crazy enough
To be your fantasy?
my scuffed knees
In between my make believe
Looking for my lucky star
On the other side
Of a scratched and cracked and bashed in
glass ceiling
(CH)
I am a sister
A daughter
A weakness?
I’m out of line
Yeah, I’m falling to pieces
It’s true
This is a system
I’m fodder
A business
I stay in line
I’m a sad little misses
For you
(CH)
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4. |
Cloud Coverage
03:26
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I don’t wanna wait
For my big mistakes
Walking home alone
Broken headphones
I don’t wanna think
Bottom of a drink
Wishing I could be
What you call home
It’s a sunny day
Just not in my brain
Wish I knew what was wrong with me
Sitting home alone
Dying with my phone
Uh Oh
Cloud coverage covering up my head
Making me regret
All the things I said
Cloud coverage covering up my face
Hoping it erases
All that’s in my head
Stop and start and break my heart
I’m here to play my part
Cloud coverage covering up my head
Fakin’ all the way
Through another day
I’m not getting high
On these smile lines
Nothing that I touch
Ever opens up
If I had a key
Would you keep me?
It’s a sunny day
But I just can’t escape
Wish there was something wrong with me
It’s not gonna last
But nothing seems to pass
Uh Oh
(CH)
Bend and break and suffocate
Until I get it straight
Cloud coverage covering up my
He ee ee ee eead
He ee ee ee
It’s hard to keep my head on
I just keep running round in circles
I just can’t keep my head on
There’s only so much I can do to make me not feel
(CH)
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5. |
Die! Die! Die!
02:35
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Did I do something to make you nervous?
Well how about some thoughts and prayers
Don’t you know I’m at your service
But really I don’t fucking care
And I I
I wanna make you feel like you’re right at home
Inside this burning building that you’re proud to call your own
I give you purpose
And you give me Billionaires
We’re all gonna
Die die die, say goodbye
But not before we buy buy buy
What we cannot afford
Go on and cry cry cry
We can try
To find ourselves a reason
Even if it doesn’t rhyme
And when our parents tell us that we gotta stay in school
Well then we better not step outta line
Does that make you nervous?
That should make you fucking nervous
I didn’t realize you were squeamish
From down there underneath my boot
You wanted something to believe in
You didn’t say you wanted the truth
And I I
I wanna make you feel like you have a say
Because I care about you in that special kinda way
Yeah I hear your sufferin
But it does not compute
(CH)
Does that make you nervous?
Nervous?
Nervous?
Nervous?
Nervous?
Nervous?
Nervous?
(CH)
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6. |
He Likes Me
02:53
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He wants me skinny
Wants me puny
Wants to send me away
Yeah, he wants to set me ablaze
Won’t have me any other way
He wants me spicy
Wants to dice me
Wants to color my crown
He wants to stick it to me
Right in the ground
He doesn’t want it watered down
He likes me
He likes me
He’s my baby my baby my baby
(He likes me)
He likes me
He likes me
He’s my baby my baby my baby
He’s wants me naked
Wants me taken
Wants me screaming out loud
Yeah, he wants to fool me around
He wants to dress me like a clown
He wants to cue me
Calls me cutie
Does it all with his mouth
he bends me over like a two-headed slouch
That’s just before he really bums me out
(CH)
I’m so desperate for love
I’m so desperate for the buzz
(CH)
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7. |
Manic Panic
03:35
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Sometimes I swing and miss
With my lips
Yeah sometimes you know
I’ve got to use my fists
Yeah, sometimes I get an itch
And I switch
Yeah sometimes I’m just a
Big Gulp, doll house bitch
Turn up the volume on the channel
With the Stars and Swipes
And Bloody Knees
Yeah, I’m a second-class breeder
With a tongue-kiss for ya
Sweet cheeks
I got my bones
And my hands
And my mammary glands
I got my sweat
And blood
Not everything is a dud
I got my Bettys
And my teeth
Bangin’ down with a beat
We got no meaning
No gods
We’re out here beatin’ the odds
Yeah I’m a manic panic
Systematic
Scion of a full-grown man
Yeah, I got a prison and a purpose
And a microphone in my hand
1 2 3 4 5 6
Yeah, I want to stay in bed
In my head
Yeah, there’s times you know
I want to feel the dread
No, I don’t always wanna fight
But I might
Rather just be heard
Than try to be polite
I’m an eclectic egocentric
Yada yada
Don’t listen to me
Put your desires on the table
For a dollar
Feed them to me
We got no meaning
No gods
We’re out here beatin’ the odds
(CH)
Turn up the volume on the channel
With the Stars and Swipes
And Bloody Knees
Well I’m breaking checks
And turtlenecks
And skinny-dipping in trees
I got my bones
And my hands
And my mammary glands
I got my sweat
And blood
Not everything is a dud
I got my Bettys
And my teeth
Bangin’ down with a beat
We got no meaning
No gods
We’re out here beatin’ the odds
(CH)
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Meat Week
03:23
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Don't Be Rude! (2021)
02:41
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It’s kinda strange but I’m not gonna beat this
It's a fit of rage and it’s getting me nowhere fast
Awe but you’re so pretty put a smile on your face
Stop and smell the roses when you figure out your place ha
She’s coming through the ceiling and we’re not even getting close. x3
You’re so rude (Who me?)
Hey you don’t be rude (Who me?)
Close your mouth when you chew your food (Who me?)
What are ya some kind of baffoon (Who me?)
Close it all out if it’s just too much for you
Hip to to the nines is it giving you nightmares
Awe, she’s just a tease then she treats you so unfair
You want it all but you ain’t even got a thing
All that’s left to get is a fistful of nothing
She’s coming through the ceiling and we’re not even getting close. x3
(CH)
I don’t wanna laugh the loudest
I don’t wanna laugh along
I don’t have the words to say
I can’t find the words, uh, I can’t find the words uh
Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh
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10. |
Jack White Money
03:29
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All leathered up
But I can’t decide
Where do I go now?
Bang on the door
But they won’t open up
‘Cause they say I’m a let down
Only way that I’m getting in
Is on the back
Back of a dead man
Piss on the curb
Eating out of my purse
Stumble when I stand
This isn’t my plan
I want it Gucci
I want it Trashy
I want that Jack White money
To set me free
I want it bloody
I want it smothered honey
I want that Jack White money
To set me free
Push to the front
I won’t keep outta sight
I’m taking your spotlight
Put on a face
Spitting up on the floor
That’s what I came for
Only way that I’m getting in
Is on my back
Hiking up my skirt
Piss on the curb
Eating up all my words
Are you my best friend
Or just a hit man
(CH)
I want that money
what’s so funny
I want that money
Don’t need a run around
You run around and round
And run around
You run around
I’ll run you
Right into the ground
(CH)
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Hey, what’s up with you?
Nada mucho
Yeah, that’s cool
Well I just don’t know
Maybe later
Gotta go
If all this just isn’t real
Can you tell me what is?
I got your hand heat
Resting on my chin cheek
Rolling on a hot week
Nada Surf with you
I’ve got my jellies
Slipping off my sweaty feet
And now I have to pee
But I’d rather be here with you
And all these spiders up on the roof
Wait oh nevermind
We’re not running
Out of time
If I’m in a rush
Well It’s just because
I’m kinda bad at love
I’m not good friends with forever
But I’m into now
(CH)
Catch me hoping that you catch me
Hearts are racing past me
Daylight turns to blue
I think you get me just before forget me
Running on the empty
feelings without you
So if you want to
We can jump off of this roof
(CH)
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