vocals: me
description: I'm talking about an ex of mine
song:
http://www.zshare.net/audio/79469110f602cf92/
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edit:
I don't give a damn 8 x
I care within, I ain't arrogant or imbarressing
when we're stepping in together as a pair in a area
I cherish ya, so bare a second chance to clarify
I swear that I can do better I here by (by)(by)
pledge my loyalty and get to spoil thee like FFn royalty
but if you get annoying then you're destroying the boyancy
my poin is we, need to point where the poison be
and examen it, see eye to eye so we can handel it
we'll see a therapist if it's really some hairy shit
but in comparison how fucking terrible can it get?
but now I'm feeling stranded, inches from panic
my spirit is cramping and I'm living in transit
it feels like I can't get anywhere I'm stuck in the middel of passage
and nothing is in arms reach, not a palm beach nor calm peace
I just wan't to believe that there's someone for me
chorus:
I don't give damn 8 x
verse 2:
how the hell did I manage to get her anyway?
I'm a simpel face *sigh* but thats a given ey?!
I wish for change but the shit just stayed for days
I had this awfull feeling in my chest, I was really depressed
an immediate pest, I was a deviant mess disobedient yes
and I ain't meaning to rest cause thats because of all the reasons I kept
leaning against, untill I said I need me a pen
and all the deep screetching just seemingly ends
now I'm breathing again and I really need to attend
to the matter at hand, I got to gather a plan
to get it out of my head cause I'm about to go back
with new confidence powering that, cowards get back
cause I'm about to attack. there was no prosses of blending in
I'm on top of my shedded skin, my prowess is staggering
and I'm conquering everything but as long as I'm editing
I'm reminising cause I still mis her
chorus:
I don't give damn, I do give a damn 4 x
bridge:
they say the grass is greener on the other side and I'm feeling lower
thats why I cross over but each time I try to go there I get runover by
this towtruck with a bumpersticker saying
it's hard breaking! (heartbreaking)
verse 3:
a bliss disposition which is given with wishfull thinking
I guess that I've missed the memo, cause I'm living it mellow
I'm gonna bring in the chellow and just string it until I bendover
I head nowhere and I can't cope with an act yo
but I'll spit it like tabaco. a redneck cause this is what I'm best at
a chuckling class act when there's nothing to laugh at
I'm busting some facts back, crushed under the past now
a somberness drab trap like I'm dumped in the trashbag
but fuck it I tapped ass I'm lucky it crashed fast
a succubus yes that's the lovin I flatout
just suffered from now now
an affection complexion isn't nesting it's self in me
it's rather relativly and neither actions are silly
now what questions appeal me? would I trip if she's mocking my looks?
or submit to a provocative look? now I ain't talkin to tuts
so I'ma lock it for good
chorus:
I do give a damn 8 x