1. |
Do It To Yourself
02:31
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Hey! You want me to believe
You want me to conceive
That you won't hurt me
Hey! You knock and I won't come
You fill me up with love
It's all a dream
Hey! I fucked up again
It's losing time again
Who's choking who now?
Hey! You won't find fun
Most of them are wrong
But you'll make money
Do it to yourself, you know you do it to yourself
You really do it to yourself, and then you do it to yourself
Hey! I'm just one of them
Laugh at me my friend
For everyone to see
Hey! I'm taking this too hard
I'm taking this to heart
I wish I was something
Hey! I fucked up again
It's losing time again
Who's choking who now?
Hey! I'm running out of luck
I'm gonna self destruct
Is this what you wanted?
Do it to yourself, you know you do it to yourself
You really do it to yourself, and then you do it to yourself
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2. |
I Still Hate You
02:54
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Everytime I see your face
I want to turn to you and say
I hate you
I really do
Everytime I see your face
I want to turn to you and say
I hate you
I really do
Baby, you ain't right for me
What will it take for you to believe
I hate you
I really do
When you turn to me with those eyes
I hesitate
When you turn to me and smile
I hesitate
When you say you'd die without me
I hesitate
And I think how nice that would be
Everytime I see your face
I want to turn to you and say
I hate you
I really do
Everytime you try to love me
Take my hand and hold me closely
I still hate you
I really do
When you turn to me with those eyes
I hesitate
When you turn to me and smile
I hesitate
When you say you'd die without me
I hesitate
And I think how nice that would be
I still hate you
I really do
I still hate you
I really do
Everytime I see your face
I want to turn to you and say
I hate you
I really do
Baby, you ain't right for me
What will it take for you to believe
I hate you
I really do
When you turn to me with those eyes
I hesitate
When you turn to me and smile
I hesitate
When you say you'd die without me
I hesitate
And I think how nice that would be
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3. |
Fast And Slow
03:24
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You got the money, honey
I got the time
No need to argue
No need to fight
So stick it in, baby
Deep inside
And then you slow down
No, not tonight
Fast and slow, we're going fast and slow, we're going fast and slow, we're going fast and slow and...
You got the money, honey
I'm here all night
No need to worry
I'm no one's wife
So let's begin, baby
I'll tease you right
I'd like to take you
For a ride
Fast and slow, we're going fast and slow, we're going fast and slow, we're going fast and slow and...
You got the money
I got the time
So let's begin
Stick it inside
Fast and slow, we're going fast and slow, we're going fast and slow, we're going fast and slow and...
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4. |
Hormones
03:36
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People think she does it for kicks
Sucking off on all those old hicks
They taste good, that's what she says
What she says is easily misread
She's so pretty how could it be?
Does those things but never for me
You play your cards, but not well enough
I take cold paper when you like it rough
She likes it, she likes it
She's so bad
Come close, come closer
You're so bad
She started out lookig for love
Then she noticed how you looked at her muff
Crying eyes equals time
Prying eyes is the devil's prize
She afford pretty things
More pretty than me in ways
You shake your head, offer her help
She smiles back and asks for the belt
She likes it, she likes it
She's so bad
Come close, come closer
You're so bad
You hurt her, you hurt her
So bad
She wants it bad, yeah she wants it so bad...
She likes it, she likes it
She's so bad
Come close, come closer
You're so bad
You hurt her, you hurt her
So bad
I'll fuck you, I'll fuck you
So bad
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5. |
The Motivator
01:18
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Everybody look at yourselves we're all going separate ways
Everybody look at yourselves we're all going so insane
Stick it in and take me up you know that you're to blame
Here we are so that you know you're really fucking lame
She's a motivator
You don't want to date her
She's a masturbator
Everybody look at yourselves we're all going separate ways
Everybody look at yourselves we're all going so insane
Take it out I'm done with you let's go our separate ways
Here we are, disturb the peace, let's fuck it all away
She's a motivator
You don't want to date her
She's a masturbator
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6. |
Issues
04:30
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Got my drugs in my bag and I'm ready to ride
We're planting trees like we're all contemplating suicide
I washed my windows because the sky was looking grey
It's overcast always hey it's just my brain
You woke me up early and said you needed a drag
Around the apartment by the nape of your neck
I want it
I need it
It doesnt count if you don't get hit
So don't get hit
Don't get hit
Got my drugs in my bag and I'm ready to ride
We're planting trees like we're all contemplating suicide
I washed my windows because the sky was looking grey
It's overcast always hey it's just my brain
I want it
I think I need it
It doesnt count if you don't get hit
It doesn't count
I tried to make my bed, I tried to look real nice
I tried to give good face, I tried to hold in tight
I left my notes around, I left my scares in sight
I tried to show you skin, I tried to show you signs
I think it should have stopped, I think I'm still in shock
Please god, please ma, please make it stop
I think it should have stopped, I think I'm still in shock
Please make it stop, please make it stop
Hey now baby are you looking at me?
Hey now mama please can't you see
I tried my best, but I made things worse
And now all that's left is for you to
Take it, take it away
It doesnt count if you don't get hit...
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