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letra de blue ocean - the dope society

(verse 1)[mc sidefx]
when love hits like a 12 gauge to the chest
steals my breath in a
phase
drains my pain
emotions rollercoasting
me and my girl motorboating
i’m solar sailing, should bail toking
my throat dry, not from smoking, can’t lie, this girl is
smoking
i’m walkin’, floating on cloud 9
her lips make me take a trip to heaven
she’s on my mind all the time
like 24/7
susceptible to get hurt
her body edible like dessert
sorry if i come off strong, i need a chaser
tryin’ to catch up, i need to
chase her
she won’t linger
need to get to her before she slips through my fingers
hug and kiss her
tell her how much it means to be with her
and if i could, i’d sing to her
a binge eater, eager to see her
i’m messed
mess with my body just to flex
don’t know what it means to be
myself
welcome to my h-ll
i just wanna impress that fine bell
stick out my chest but i come across as a
sell-out
make a hit song second to adelle now
all the real gs spit at me, swear i fell out
just takin’ a detour, who knows she’ll be a keeper
huh, maybe i’ll even keep
her

(verse 2)[mc sidefx]
she smiles and winks so subtle
did she just?
i think – i’m
puzzled
utter a word to myself
was that directed to me or someone
else?
d-mn it-
i cross-check, examine my fascination
did it happen or
am i imaginatin’
b-st-rd face it
silly f-ggot, go back to m-st-rbating
f-ck satan, playin’ with emotions
rollercoasting
my head’s up my
-ss
can’t stay on track in cl-ss, focus
d-mn it!
i’m a hopeless
romantic
see through slits while you’re panoramic
abstract canvas while my -ss is like a first-grader’s rabbit
curse players with the metal mallet as i slam it against the f-ggot’s
package
to show i had it with these vexed s-x addicts
(chillax fx, you’re crazy man, keep rapping)
shut up before i stab this mallet into your abs like a dagger
carve a slab of
fat to cover you f-cker

d-mn…i’m messed

(verse 3)[mc sidefx]
cool barrel between the crease of lips
[gun c-cks]
slipped between t–th
two sets rest to keep the metal in place
before the
key triggers the core
cap through the hole
waiting to release h-ll and
flip, the grip resting in your palm, calm
heart racing but your fingers
still
cl!ck
blood floods from the tongue
the rug bloodshot, the windows still and the
drapes draped in red
head jerks from the led

[gunshot]
[body hits the floor]

- the dope society

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