Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Noisey

You’re a little noisey for my, taste

I’m a little sour for yours,

But maybe we could get used to, it

If you got a room and couple hours

 

Shock me, shock me

Try and break me,

Believe you beat them to it, baby

 

You think I’m refined, do you?

Then let me out the cage,

You tongue it just fine, now?

Run it by me again, please.

 

Shock me, shock me

Try and break me,

Believe you beat them to it, babe

 

There is no, speed limit

I run all the red lights.

You wanted a war,

Well you got me instead,

I’ll sit here and watch you try and put up a fight.

You’re a little noisey for my, taste

You’re a little noisey for my, taste

Believe me, you didn’t beat them

To breaking me

 

Shock me, shock me

Try and break me,

Believe you beat them to it, baby

Shock me, shock me

Try and break me,

Believe you beat them to it, baby

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