Walking down the street with my hands in my pocket
My head in my hands and my head up my ass
Walking down the street with my hands in my pocket
My head in my hands and my head up my ass
Fucking (redacted) and losing my mind
But it doesn't matter because you say I'm fine
Who am I to question your unbiased judgment?
Though discernment's not your best quality
You went away
(My mind went away as well)
You went away
(My mind went away as well)
You went away
(My mind went away as well)
You went away I might as well
Sitting on your stoop with my head at the bottom
Of a bottle like a fish in a barrel shoot'em up
Sitting on your stoop with my head at the bottom
Of a bottle like a fish in a barrel shoot'em up
Looks are so tempting your sex unrelenting though
Inside your being zero can be found
I don't mean to be such a negative Nancy but
Manipulation is quite your fancy
You went away
(My mind went away as well)
You went away
(My mind went away as well)
You went away
(My mind went away as well)
You went away I might as well
Walking down the street with my hands in my pocket
My head in my hands and my head up my ass
Walking down the street with my hands in my pocket
My head in my hands and my head up my ass
Walking down the street with my hands in my pocket
Head in my hands
And my head up my ass
Walking down the street with my hands in my pocket
Head in my hands
And my head up my ass
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