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wyhma - tim the messiah trudel lyrics

hey, don’t know what’s become of me
but it’s off to the club to see
and get me spendin’ on some bubbly
cuz i don’t give a f-ck enough, ruggedly
livin’ i ain’t givin’ to the pubs ya see
i’m on dime store swag, so if it wasn’t free
i’m pretty much not down for it, won’t expound for it
ain’t on the count for it, no, cuz i can’t afford it
but i can look pretty if i really wanna show out
and cover up a struggle that n0body need to know about
cuz you got no dignity, got not pride
there’s nothin’ to lose now you might as well try
so i walk up to this girl who’s been givin’ me the eye
f-ck it, givin’ it a whirl, this is def a do or die, so
hey baby girl, what’s your name?
i feel like you and i are probably much the same
it’s all a gamble, but it’s just a game
i’ve pretty much seen it all so enough with shame
i want you bad, girl, want you good
wanna get it bumpin’ like a body should
you lookin’ like somethin’ outta hollywood
wanna show me, baby, how you polish wood?

it’s blown all out of proportion
she’s in my bed contortin’
lost track of what’s important
will you have my abortion?

she’s grindin’ on me, got the bar stool creaking
thigh’s gettin’ wet cuz her panties are leakin’
all the thirsty f-ckers in the place start tweakin’
beatin’ on eachother got their blue b-lls peekin’
eyes green as jealousy, breath smells of hennessy
the sh-t she’s tellin’ me, she speaks of felonies
i can feel her energy, let’s make some synergy
what’s gotten into me? f-ck thought, let’s feel and see
oh, now it’s the danger zone
am i gonna take on takin’ her home?
i take another shot, am i takin’ her home?
take two more shots, yeah i’m takin’ her home
hail up a cab, got no fare to pay
dash when it stops while he swears in malay
no f-cks to give cuz we’re here to play
can god stop the clock so this chick can stay? cuz

it’s blown all out of proportion
she’s in my bed contortin’
lost track of what’s important
will you have my abortion?

mid-00s emo punk screamish, you know what i mean:

and i know someday, we’ll be okay
take me baby, we can run away
i know someday, we’ll be okay
i know we can make it, no matter what they say

not likely though
is he a twisted f-ck? yeah, slightly yo
and this sick sh-t puts on a frightening show
you wanna be around that? come on, bite me ho
i been on my own my whole life you know?
sometimes i can squeeze in a one night, but no-
body ever stickin’ around, no, cuz i’m a joke
but i can save you all the b-tchin’ and fightin’, so
i got you on my phone and i will call you back
next time we’re both feelin’ like it’s all an act
and we feel like rippin’ through six bottles of jack
thirty-seven magnums and eight grams of gl-ss
won’t listen to sh-t no one tells us
when we meet it’s pelvis to pelvis
got no prospects, at least nothing major
so f-ck the rules that’s life as a failure

it’s blown all out of proportion
she’s in my bed contortin’
lost track of what’s important
will you have my abortion?

- tim the messiah trudel lyrics

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