Sunday, December 6, 2015

Perplex Lyrics



She spends her day just tryna make a Cutthroat 
Stop all the ways he is always tryna fuck her..
She tells him "I am not your lover,
You are not entitled to me, and not another"

But he doesn't listen 
nothin hittin 
doesn't get it 
hugs the victim 
funnily sums the position
Utterly dumps in his diction 
robbery runs when it's finished 
Charity runs for his dinner 
And doesn't  help with the dishes 

(Get my name there
Written in the flame there,
Tell me, is the game fair?
Tell me at our date ma'am 
Save complaints for later, 
I'm busy fucking you over,
I can't concentrate here,
Ill address it on Facebook)

(So please shut up now, I've done all I can but love, now. 
You can huff and puff and house down,
Actually... that's my job now.)

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