(The beach is a good place to pick up girls because you can really see what you’re getting Most beaches are full of chicks And they’re-and they’re-and they’re-and they’re-and they’re-and they’re-and they’re-and they’re)
Hm, mm, mm I’ve been moving in backward directions During astral projections I plaster my ass in the wall for attention I need faster connections Past is regret, I have flashed from the genesis If I didn’t care what my friends did Friends are pretend Wanna end when you get bit Get slick, get quick, wanna send shit Ends with a sniff, or a huff, or injection I can’t handle rejection Can’t stand my reflection, damn, no one gets it Should I be kind and remind that I’m weak? So I fall behind every week? I’m too shy when the guys take a peek I cry from my eyes to my feet Stairs to the street to the gutters to the sea When I mutter in my sleep, I say “Mother never weep” My brother finds blood, I say “Shut up ‘fore she sees” Another motherfucking trap W-wonder when she weeps, w-wonder where she be Thunder on my teeth, spit natural disasters God told me, “Cat, don’t mess with the past tense” You’re testing the masters, so guess what the fact is My ex is a bachelor Next, can they get big checks from the sets? Next, from the dancers Text from the models, this Hennessy is cursed Someone hexed all the bottles
I swear on my life I always try But in my eyes, I can fly Sigh
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