Look into the psyche
You can see me as a frightened you might find me-
Find the light I shine in looking glass
Might you pry my mind and find a hiding crookie back
"Aaaa-ah" he screams, shoulder bared and arm of cover
Cries out "you mean harm to me lover!"
Spineless and insecure in any mood he in
Cant reaffirm enough to make a sghetti noodle stiff
Frustrating, yah the man crushproof
Woman like him likely runnin after what's good
Tell him
Don't care for the scum who be can't feel nothing anytime and then turn
Do the happy ass away
And after that the guy would then have nothing else to say
Putting him away
You didn't see the ugly fucker in a box
The things he do would make you shudder in your socks
And
I be dreaming it
I'd be leaving if
I were meeting him
Gee
Made me wonder if my lover easy sleep
I woke her up and played this song on repeat
And then I asked her "if you ever find a part of me you hate will you jump coup?"
She said "look, I know you're fucked up but our love is crushproof"
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