Bl0nd13333
If you couldn't tell
Swear she looks Fiona Apple, circa '96
With pale ocean eyes, and pink powder lips
And she could bring me to my knees
Like in worship, like a goddess
But she's not one
She's a rush of blood to the head
And a guilty conscience
I shouldn't think of - the way I do
Like "all the things that I would do to you"
I should be ashamed
What would my mother think
Or all my sisters and my aunties
If they knew what Blondie had me craving
This is not a Love song
How could this ever be a Love song
There is no Love there's only animal impulse
So when I see her, when she's near me I'm a champion
A motherfuckin' paladin the way win the fight to not pursue it
I've got my reasons
She's got me taming a hunger I've never known
The way it bubbles just beneath when I attempt to keep composed
You can almost see the beauty in how pure it is
But there ain't nothing pure about what I would do with it
I'm talking running my hands up that blouse
And bite marks is all on your neck
And bending your pretty ass over that table
And ripping them panties off, the panties wet
I probably belong in that
I could make my home in that
You've been fucking with my mind
I'm not here to play your game
But I can play your god and flood this whole shit with holy rain
All from in between those hips on your slender frame
Great flood
Swear she looks Fiona Apple, circa '96
With pale ocean eyes, and pink powder lips
And she could bring me to my knees
Like in worship, like a goddess
But she's not one
She's a rush of blood to the head
And a guilty conscience
I shouldn't think of - the way I do
Like "all the things that I would do to you"
I should be ashamed
What would my mother think
Or all my sisters and my aunties
If they knew what Blondie had me craving
This is not a Love song
How could this ever be a Love song
There is no Love there's only animal impulse
So when I see her, when she's near me I'm a champion
A motherfuckin' paladin the way win the fight to not pursue it
I've got my reasons
She's got me taming a hunger I've never known
The way it bubbles just beneath when I attempt to keep composed
You can almost see the beauty in how pure it is
But there ain't nothing pure about what I would do with it
I'm talking running my hands up that blouse
And bite marks is all on your neck
And bending your pretty ass over that table
And ripping them panties off, the panties wet
I probably belong in that
I could make my home in that
You've been fucking with my mind
I'm not here to play your game
But I can play your god and flood this whole shit with holy rain
All from in between those hips on your slender frame
Great flood
Credits
Writer(s): Kt Allsavage
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Other Album Tracks
- Blood Drip
- Venom Drench
- Bl0nd13333
- GODDESS...I HOPE THEY BURN, A song by the LXWLIFES.
- Pleasure/Parasite
All Album Tracks: WITCHES & SLAVES HAVE SEIZED THE KING AND TAKEN HIS HEAD WITH THE GUILLOTINE >
Altri album
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