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Love Kills
I do not watch the Daily Show
I do not watch John Oliver
I'm gonna end up all alone
out on an island of somewhere nobody cares for
It takes a lot to find a mate
It takes a lot to nod your head these days
I don't think Greta Thunberg is our new lord and savior
Why don't you leave that girl alone? Love kills as much as hate does
Your love is killing her
Passion kills just as passion
when it rides the wave of fashion
to break on shores of paradise
I never get invited to
the beach party where everybody's reciting today's most popular phrases,
patting each other on the back in approval,
and looking around for someone to fuck
who will raise their social net-worth,
who will be a sensible choice, receiving everyone's nod
Here I come to the beach like a cyclone,
shouting, 'Everybody leave me alone;
hi my name's I'll-vote-for-Trump.'
It's hard to find yourself a mate
You have to know many equations on the science of how to date,
make sure you say you still don't understand gravity
but walk like you own the Earth, with infallibility
I'll be here on my island, waiting for the flood
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link to song:
https://soundcloud.com/phantomphace/love-kills
I do not watch John Oliver
I'm gonna end up all alone
out on an island of somewhere nobody cares for
It takes a lot to find a mate
It takes a lot to nod your head these days
I don't think Greta Thunberg is our new lord and savior
Why don't you leave that girl alone? Love kills as much as hate does
Your love is killing her
Passion kills just as passion
when it rides the wave of fashion
to break on shores of paradise
I never get invited to
the beach party where everybody's reciting today's most popular phrases,
patting each other on the back in approval,
and looking around for someone to fuck
who will raise their social net-worth,
who will be a sensible choice, receiving everyone's nod
Here I come to the beach like a cyclone,
shouting, 'Everybody leave me alone;
hi my name's I'll-vote-for-Trump.'
It's hard to find yourself a mate
You have to know many equations on the science of how to date,
make sure you say you still don't understand gravity
but walk like you own the Earth, with infallibility
I'll be here on my island, waiting for the flood
***
link to song:
https://soundcloud.com/phantomphace/love-kills
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