CHUCKACHEE

I got this myth
That when I look all people turn into stones
(Turn into stones)
I got this riff
That when I play I'll shake those scumbags to their bones
(Shake to their bones)
I am their god
The thought of a thought
As old Aristotles would say
I had been brought
To prevent from rotting
All of u people today
I can always let my rage go
'Cause of text or sex that I saw
But deep down
Round and um round
Im here, im still here
I just want to let you know that these roses are okay
Oh the smell keeps on touching me baby
Like you did in last May
If u want them take them back
Kill them 'cause u don't learn
And maybe its bad luck
That you want something in return
I had been finishing
What I had to say If I didn't move this way
Would they hate the other way-uh?
I'm finishing why I hadn't move this way
What I wouldn't do today or I'd say
I-I-I'm finishing all that was there in my way
Making hard for me to say that i'll stay
I'm finishing every little lie
Every wish that dies
Just to say you are odd
I'm your god
'Cause I've been finishing



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