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letra de i love you - nalyd

[intro]
they came to her house in the dead of night
they came to take her
her mother screamed and her father cried
“let them take her!”
so the poor little b-tch is taken as a witch
to the dungeon
there she is stripped and beaten with a whip
then they raped her
and she liked it
so this is how you f-ck with a crucifix
the poor dyk- , liked it
so they held her down while they took their turn
they had to break her
said she was evil and she would burn
well i’m gonna make her
so why does this turn you on?
why does it excite you?
“cause i’m a beast in the night, wild fighting
here i go with the verse now

[verse 1]
last man standing
i walk nervous in the hall of curses
everything is cursed
its my worstest nightmare
they don’t respect me so how can i get up there
this incline of respect is uphill up there!
the fight for a white portrayed in this light has never ever really been fair
although the nights fair i sense the perform storm brewing in those clouds up there
i’m getting worse for the wear
tonight will be more tougher than anything i have suffered
can’t think of a
better way to define poetic justice
flip it backwards f-ck this
i guess you can call me poetic (troy clausen voice) ecitsudge
since the 27th of april
i picked up my pencil and stared asking myself whether i was a demon or angel
who knew the words i spit could be so hateful
male the words i say haunting and d-mn near fatal
it’s like i’m a scientist and rap is the chemical on the periodic table
just when i think i’m not able to to make a song about me so relatable
i say f-ck it cut the cable
stalking isn’t a common everyday fable to hear from a friend
but i think that song on rated ex 1 made me and erin distant
i guess thats why we’ll never talk again
on to the next potential boyfriend
i’m the monster in your closet
the stalker in your locket
the sweaty hands in your pocket
the cordeas in your eye ball sockets
and the conscious speaking to you telling you to stop it
but stop what?
i ain’t never been the type to attack
but, i be the type to stab your in the back with and giggle
but it ain’t a joke
smoke from each satan d-ck stroke
make you choke croak sport a cloak
turn my genre to folk
then i awoke from the provoke
you made me this way
you let me decay
you left me choked up i didn’t know what to say
on the twelfth day nalyd gave the world a bouquet
but mother earth reject me
tried to cut away
no second chance
i ain’t netting halfway
i thought already k!lled this pest
what was the hook to rest in piece society
i lied through my t–th then led you astray
i put on a front even though you hate me
i still think about it every single day

you’d take the clothes off my back and i’d let you
you’d steal the food right out my mouth and i’d watch you eat it
i still
don’t know why
why i love you so much
you curse my name
in spite to put me to shame
hang my laundry in the streets
dirty or clean
give it up for fame
but i still don’t know why i love you so much
you get the air out my lungs whenever you need it
and you take the blade out my heart
just so you can watch me bleed it
but i still don’t know
why i love you so much

- nalyd

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