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letra de i'm all fucked up - this is lorelei

[verse 1]
you little sick thing, you had your fun
you hide the dead like you always said you would
baby, you can hear the bass and the pounding of the drum
yeah, you’re gonna bang it out ’cause the sick’s so good, like
you hit the gas, yeah, your heart’s all play
you cut the line, baby, there’s no more tears
you know some people’d wanna go
yeah, they’d wanna run away
but you’re all f-cked up and you wanna stay here with me

[chorus]
you little sick thing, you had your fun
you cut the line, baby, there’s no more tears
you know some people’d wanna go
yeah, they’d wanna run away
but you’re all f-cked up and you wanna stay here with me

[verse 2]
you started fire and i smashed all that air
dog ate our lunch and you cut off all your hair
never caught the little sh-t
yeah, we’re never sitting right
still we’re hungry sitting tired in the spanish light
you touch your head, now the curl’s all gone
you kiss the breeze, yeah, you never wanna wait
and baby, you can hear the call like a whisper in the wind
and you’re gonna see the stars by the time it’s too late
[chorus]
you little sick thing, you had your fun
you cut the line, baby there’s no more tears
you know some people’d wanna go
yeah, they’d wanna run away
but you’re all f-cked up and you wanna stay here with me

[verse 3]
i broke the tank and you sucked me right out of it
took a deep breath of that hot spanish fuel
and all the music in this city only made us wanna fight
so we lit up every night and spit the gas back into it
we spit on every stone, madrid would let us find
sometimes i trace the stains that you left in my car
and it makes me wanna cry, so i write another song
and i knew it all along that you might wind up next to me
and i knew it all along that you might not be no friend to me
i wanna steal every happy thought you have
f-cking nickel, f-cking dime
trade them back to you for mine
put my own inside my bag and fly back to new york city again

[instrumental break]

[verse 4]
i caught my car and you hopped right out of it
you chased my dog down some dirty old street
and then you bought yourself some ice and you never found the pr-ck
and now you’re passed out on the ground to the sound of the beat
i got a good love and i feel my love is good
i watch my good god like a movie and i scream
oh, my god is in the air, i guess i always knew he would be
yeah, i cut up my god, he’s never gonna drip down to me now
i got a nosebleed and my blood tastes like god
i see the spanish stars and i wanna fly away
but babe, my body’s on the ground with the dogs outside the pound
and i think i gotta sleep but i’m definitely too f-cked up to dream
[chorus]
you little sick thing, you had your fun
you hide the dead like you always said you would
baby, you can hear the bass and the pounding of the drum
yeah, you’re gonna bang it out ’cause the sick’s so good like
you hit the gas, yeah, your heart’s all play
you cut the line, baby, there’s no more tears
you know some people’d wanna go
yeah, they’d wanna run away
but you’re all f-cked up and you wanna stay here with me

[post-chorus]
you little sick thing, you had your fun
you cut the line, baby, there’s no more tears
you know some people’d wanna go
yeah, they’d wanna run away
but you’re all f-cked up and you wanna stay here with me

[outro]
you’re all f-cked up and you wanna stay here with me
you’re all f-cked up and you wanna stay here with me

- this is lorelei

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