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squaresircles - true lyrics

[ chorus ]
stay well rounded, don’t be a square, don’t be a square
lovey dovey, woman try to hug me, it’s really not fair
wick-a-wick-a-what…
stay well rounded, don’t be a square, don’t be a square
lovey dovey, woman try to hug me, it’s really not fair
and i don’t care…

[ verse 1: true ]
spaz, till it’s a spectacle, man i got big testicles, telling people what pain feels like, it’s not hard to grip a mic, just trying to be true, of what i’ve been thru, should, would, could and can’t’s, constant pressure to look good, man squashing these ants, with doubt and skepticism, and these girls i’m impressing them, walking past the aftermath, off the beaten path, cutting the ties, of this demise, with the element of surprise, batmon’s on the rise, using dreams at work, on their agony of this fantasy, ring around this girls panties, confidence for a quarter, it cost more when you get older, working out the kinks, racing for the pinks, insolation, consolation, speculation, branded like cattle but a bull can’t see red, this guys sly like a fox, living in a box, too many sheep to count, it’s like tick tock….

[ verses 2: true ]
i’ll sting you like flash borden, i got the holy grail, and its inscribed in brail, with sweet expressions of their hair extensions, words to live by with tears of poetic justice, this years battle of the rear, being naughty with so many hotties, having high times at a yolo estate, not getting hung up on h-lls gate, belt and shout with out a doubt, wreck it ralph, let it out, brazen fade with razor blades, she’s a wonder woman who likes to have fun, and puts in the extra work before the days done, boadicea puts me in a state of enya, being iced out with a zima, having fun with a xerox, xanax and xena, rambling bad with manors, you would like me when i’m angry, and i’m not even eric banner, i’ll spark a diss and come at you like a gladiator named maximus, pro bono, no h-m-, nuking j-pan with my c-span

[ bridge ]
working in a cubical with a sphere, everything is foggy and i see clear, but they’re is nothing to see here, bridging the gap with really old cr-p, get out my way before you get slapped, with my train of thought, red hand i got caught, jesus’ sandals with premo handles, i’m reusing recycled candles, eating acid and mdma with lead base paint chips, putting the square peg in a circle and make sure it fits
[ chorus ]
stay well rounded, don’t be a square, don’t be a square
lovey dovey, woman try to hug me, it’s really not fair
wick-a-wick-a-what…
stay well rounded, don’t be a square, don’t be a square
lovey dovey, woman try to hug me, it’s really not fair
and i don’t care…

- true lyrics

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