I don't really mind it when the looks are deceiving
You wanted me to stay
Laying on the ground, you're wrapped up tight, silver sheening
Ready to complain
It's been a fucked up day
But, if I always dick around in the morning,
Will I be an asshole?
While I'm laying on the ground in the morning
I want to see your asshole
I can't find all the socks I want
I think I had packed some
They're hidden all around me
Tucked up under the carpet
And I want to motivate
Some movement
And some play
You're looking pretty happy,
I can tell in your eyeballs
Shining, as you're glancing over at me
And I wish I could sing it all away
A sorry every day,
Keep them coming, I can't feel anything anyway
But, if I always dick around in the morning,
Will I be an asshole?
While I'm laying on the ground in the morning
I want to be an asshole
If I always dick around in the morning,
Will I be an ass hole?
While you're sitting on the ground in the morning
I want to see your ass hole
Can I see your ass hole?
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