"How Insensitive" By: Astrud Gilberto

8.15.2008

LOVE/WET/WICKED/SEX

I never got my girlfriends names confused. I'm a mess. Up and Down, Sleepy and bad. Are you sad that i'm a beautiful mutant intruding my thoughts unto you?
Are you mad that i'm glad that i fucked up your life the way that i do?
I can't be had, i can't play dead, i'm typing up rhymes to fuck with your head, when you say that i'm mad in my brain. But they're all the same in the plain game, and i'm not the type to sing in the rain, i'm most inspired by the pain you bring to my heart. I wanted a new start, I wanted to a flute, a harp i can play my love songs to you all day. You said go away, you said please stay, I'm lazy as i can ever be. I'm Looking to be booked in a time slot of your life. I wanna drench my clothes with my sweaty passion. i wanna start a new fashion trend. LOVE/WET/WICKED/SEX. I wanted to get you naked in a jet, on our way to a european beach. i'll call you a bitch while you suck on my teet. Licken Your chops to Chopin's Opus 51: Impromptu No. 3 in G-flat major. I'm danger in your radar. But NEVER a stranger.

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