Artist: Of Montreal Song: Gallery Piece Album: Skeletal Lamping ..................................
I want to be your love I want to make you cry And sweep you off your feet
I want to hurt your pride I want to slap your face I want to paint your nails I want to make you scream I want to braid your hair I want to kiss your friends I want to make you laugh I want to dress the same I want to defend you I want to squeeze your thighs I want to kiss your eyelids And corrupt your dreams
I want to crash your car I want to scratch your cheeks I want to make you sick I want to sell you out Want to expose your flaws
I want to steal your things I want to show you off I want to tell you lies I want to write you books I want to turn you on I want to make you come 200 times a day
I want to dry your tears Every time you're sad I want to be what's happening I want to be your only friend I only go all the way
This time i'm not pretending I can't take the trash Your trashy friends are catching onto us They got like fifty personalities Oh girl, that's so messed up You see that sculpture on the hill That's where she cleared me out Forever They're monitoring my self conscious massacres, i know Bringing it closer to the surface so it's easily pervertable
I want to be a beast I want to make you proud And play with your head I want to take you out Make you feel adored And buy you everything I want to hurt you bad Make you paranoid And say the sweetest things I want to help you grow Until for eternity I want to be your what's happening What's happening
é uma malha brutal:) fico feliz que tenha dis-frutado
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Artist: Of Montreal
ResponderEliminarSong: Gallery Piece
Album: Skeletal Lamping
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I want to be your love
I want to make you cry
And sweep you off your feet
I want to hurt your pride
I want to slap your face
I want to paint your nails
I want to make you scream
I want to braid your hair
I want to kiss your friends
I want to make you laugh
I want to dress the same
I want to defend you
I want to squeeze your thighs
I want to kiss your eyelids
And corrupt your dreams
I want to crash your car
I want to scratch your cheeks
I want to make you sick
I want to sell you out
Want to expose your flaws
I want to steal your things
I want to show you off
I want to tell you lies
I want to write you books
I want to turn you on
I want to make you come
200 times a day
I want to dry your tears
Every time you're sad
I want to be what's happening
I want to be your only friend
I only go all the way
This time i'm not pretending
I can't take the trash
Your trashy friends are catching onto us
They got like fifty personalities
Oh girl, that's so messed up
You see that sculpture on the hill
That's where she cleared me out
Forever
They're monitoring my self conscious massacres, i know
Bringing it closer to the surface so it's easily pervertable
I want to be a beast
I want to make you proud
And play with your head
I want to take you out
Make you feel adored
And buy you everything
I want to hurt you bad
Make you paranoid
And say the sweetest things
I want to help you grow
Until for eternity
I want to be your what's happening
What's happening
What d´f*ck you want man ???
lol
ResponderEliminarTA muito bom sim senhor!
subtilmente bom!
:)