Thursday, August 9, 2012

Nice

Godless fool, you’re such a tool

Spinning in your kiddie pool

Spinal tap, you’re very sick

Watch me get away with this

 

I may want you to find me

But I still wanna hide

I may want you to love me

But I won’t treat you nice

 

Fallen angel boy, my new shiny toy

Oh, you do bring me joy

When you squirm, and you learn

That if you touch the fire you’re bound to get burned

 

I may want you to find me

But I still wanna hide

I may want you to love me

But I won’t treat you nice

 

Your sweet tooth has a bite, I see

But don’t expect me to behave

I promise in the morning

I will remember your name

 

I may want you to find me

But I still wanna hide

I may want you to love me

But I won’t treat you nice

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