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vampiro
03:36
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what's it like to love a vampire
what's it like to hold their hand
is their skin as cold as ice
are their teeth as sharp as nails
tell me one and i'll believe you
tell me twice and i'll move on
tell me once, i don't deserve you
tell me twice and you're long gone
let me see those teeth
and maybe i'll understand
you can bite into my neck
as long as you hold my hand
what's it like to love a vampire
what's like to feel so used
i wouldn't understand
i've only ever loved werewolves
awoooooo
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art scene bby
01:45
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if i was unoriginal like you,
would the world see me as the real deal?
what about your daddy and his money?
could he get me far in the art scene baby?
art scene baby!
tell me your secret!
is it the clothes you steal from the poor?
or just their ideas?
art scene baby!
wanna fuck in a graveyard?
i betcha wanna be buffy
but you're just another harmony
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3. |
ode to the indie scene
02:38
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you look like you listen to mac demarco.
here i am,
here you are,
i'm lookin kinda rough in the back of this car.
i never thought i'd change for you
but here i am.
here you are.
i thought we had something good.
i never thought i'd listen to mac demarco.
but here i stand.
here i stand.
and i'm alone.
i started smokin cuz of you,
i did all the things i never wanted to.
you never read my poetry,
i never asked for much, did i?
i only wanted another friend,
you couldn't even give me that.
i fucking hate mac demarco,
i never liked mac demarco.
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fuck you buccaneer
01:53
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u wish u could be as punk as us
but ur just a fucking tool
and i hate everything you do
underestimate me again
and i'll punch ur teeth in
who put that stick up ur ass?
you can't even grow a stache
just a baby rat on ur lip
u think ur the shit
but u just a fucking tool
and i hate everything you do
ur not better than us
ur old and played out bitch
watch us, we'll all get brass knuckles
to punch ur white boy lights out
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5. |
art history
01:46
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donatello, leonardo, warhol, and rodin
show me that chiaroscuro, give me those columns
you all were gay, and we all know it
guess what? i’m gay too!
where’s my pardon from the pope? or a hot model i can screw?
any patrons looking for art?
send them right to me
i can do classical, impressionist, rococo
but nudes are my specialty
let me exploit your body, and your culture along the way
i’ll call you venus of urbino, they’ll put you in the d’orsay
i took an art history class in high school
ask me about the pantheon
fuck your hypostyle hall, and fuck paul gauguin
fuck the romans, they're all cheaters
all they did was steal
fuck your eurocentric standards
don't tell me how to feel
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