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I'm Geist
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She got that bloody red
She got me dead
Hatchets on her mind
Think I'm unalived
Ohh on my mind it's like a cycle
Ooh and her touch she's like a psycho :)
She grabs her hatchet, her matches
My baby burn me to ashes
I say it's not on mind
We turned the lovely in 2 tragic:/
We're fucking live
Oh baby you and I
She's plotting all the time
Oh that's just my type
Just my type
She's a dime I'm gonna make her mine
No silver lining ties
It's only for the night, for the night
This dance floors dead
Is it us instead
Taking shots of lead
I want that instead
She grabs her hatchet her matches
My baby burn me to ashes
I say it's not on mind
We turned the lovely 2 tragic
We're fucking live
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Just ride me right, ride me right
Just like how you do
I want your body my shawty
Just tell me what to do
I know it's something on your mind
Tell me what the fuck I'll find
Every step we take right now always going out of line
I, no you, you
You want me like I want you
I, no you, you
You want me like I want you
And I just can't seem to contain my state of mind
Oh how you ruined everything with all your lies
Yeah it's all fun until you make somebody die
It's all fun until she
She throws her hatchet, light matches
And lays right down on the mattress
But says she's sick of the acting
Yet curves her spine like an actress :)
And I don't trust her i've had it
I know she can't break her habits
So I'll keep dodging her hatchets
Can't spill my blood on the fabric
Ohh on my mind it's like a cycle
Ooh and her touch she's like a psycho :)
She grabs her hatchet, her matches
My baby burn me to ashes
I say it's not on mind
We turned the lovely in 2 tragic:/
We're fucking live
Oh baby you and I
She's plotting all the time
Oh that's just my type
Just my type
She's a dime I'm gonna make her mine
No silver lining ties
It's only for the night, for the night
This dance floors dead
Is it us instead
Taking shots of lead
I want that instead
She grabs her hatchet her matches
My baby burn me to ashes
I say it's not on mind
We turned the lovely 2 tragic
We're fucking live
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