What's up people? Satan's back By now everybody knows that's me And now I've got a new hot man Saw his Vines and I thought
Oh my God, look at his face Who cares if he's underage Time to ruin your life, babe
"Wait, what?" "Nothing, ah, ah"
I'm not on Spotify To hear my album you'll have to pay It costs $13.99 Sold a million in a few days
My God, I'm so rich Some people say I'm a greedy bitch Now I am painting his portrait
"Can I please get up?" "Move and I'll slit your wrists"
I am the dark lord of evil One day soon I will rule the Earth But I got this cute new boyfriend And I gotta torture his ass first
This is how I always do it I cast a sweet love spell And once they're in my web I become
The girlfriend from hell
There's a mean YouTube guy Who does song parodies about me I would like to see him die
"Is Bart Baker the one you mean?"
That's right! Bart Baker! I'll crush him! That hater!
"Then why did you copy him?" "Say what?"
Have you read the comments on YouTube about this video? Fans say you stole his plot By acting nuts and psycho
"I've always been this way!" "You are totally insane!" "What's wrong sweetheart? You look scared" "Oh my God, you're the Devil!" "Your worst fucking nightmare!"
My boyfriend found out I'm Satan It happens every single time There's no chance of him escaping So don't you even try!
Now I'm gonna stab his painting And cut holes in his clothes Next step is to kill you, baby!
Dating Satan blows!
It's time for you to be tortured Then you'll be sacrificed Who are you?
"Pope Francis"
And by the power of Christ I cast you out unclean spirit Leave her forevermore I command you to be gone in
The name of the Lord
Did somebody call me? I think I heard my name I was next door recording A new song for the Hunger Games
"We're performing an exorcism!" "Your mom sucks cocks in Hell!" "The power of Christ compels you" "Demon be expelled!"
I find you never seem to notice, But did we miscommunicate, Oh and all the things they showed us, They nocked you out but on your face, See how the others do it, They're intertwined, But they're still free, Oh but you don't wanna hear it, Whats it to do with you and me.
How can I love you more, Tell me how can I love you more, How can I love you more, Tell me how can I love you more, I won't only be your baby, How can I love you more.
What now, Are we moving faster, Well do we need to slow this down, Your mind is what you wanna master, And then you think to come around, But what about me, Well tell me what can I love most, Sometimes it feels like I'm losin, Step off the heart thats on the floor.
How can I love you more, Tell me how can I love you more, I won't only be your baby, How can I love you more, How can I love you more, Tell me how can I love you more, How can I love you more, Tell me how can I love you more, I won't only be your baby, How can I love you more.
niye karşılaştığım her kadın pişmanlıkla biten bir hikayeden bahsediyor bahsediyor . onun konuşması bir azap ,bir umutsuzluk , bir korku ve acıdan ölüyor her kadın yabancılaşmayı hisseden ya da uzak bir yere gitmek isteyen ne rahat ne de onun kalbi mutlu yaşıyor
hayatından memnun bir kadın bulmak istiyorum güvenliği hisseden bir kadınla karşılaşmak istiyorum gözlerimle gülümseyen bir kadını görmek istiyorum
deli bir şeyi söylemek istiyorum sana. keşke onu anlasan diyeceğim... seninle olanı gördükten sonra hep hissettiğim bir duygu var onu söyleyeyim mi ya da söylemeyeyim mi? onu anlayacak mısın? artık onu söyleyeceğim tüm bu kadınları inciten kişinin sen olduğunu hissediyorum ey sevgilim
hayatından memnun bir kadın bulmak istiyorum güvenliği hisseden bir kadınla karşılaşmak istiyorum gözlerimle gülümseyen bir kadını görmek istiyorum
Amiga mía, lo sé, solo vives por el, que lo sabe también, pero el no te ve como yo, suplicarle a mi boca que diga que me ha confesado entre copas, que es con tu piel con quien sueña de noche y que enloquece con cada botón que te desabrochas pensando en sus manos. el no te ha visto temblar, esperando una palabra, algún gesto un abrazo. el no te ve como yo suspirando, con los ojitos abiertos de par en par, escucharme nombrarle. ¡Ay amiga mía! Lo se y el también.
Amiga mía, no se que decir, ni que hacer para verte feliz. ojalá pudiera mandar en el alma o en la libertad, que es lo que a el le hace falta; llenarte los bolsillos de guerras ganadas, de sueños e ilusiones renovadas. yo quiero regalarte una poesía; tu piensas que estoy dando las noticias.
Amiga mía, ojalá algún día escuchando mi canción, de pronto, entiendas que lo que nunca quise fue contar tu historia porque pudiera resultar conmovedora. pero, perdona, amiga mía, no es inteligencia, ni es sabiduría; esta es mi manera de decir las cosas. no es que sea mi trabajo, es que es mi idioma.
Amiga mía, princesa de un cuento infinito. amiga mía, tan solo pretendo que cuentes conmigo. amiga mía, a ver si uno de estos días, por fin aprendo a hablar sin tener que dar tantos rodeos, que toda esta historia me importa porque eres mi amiga .
Amiga mía, lo se, solo vives por el, que lo sabe también, pero el no te ve como yo, suplicarle a mi boca que diga que me ha confesado entre copas, que es con tu piel con quien sueña de noche...
Amiga mía, no se que decir, ni que hacer para verte feliz. ojalá pudiera mandar en el alma o en la libertad, que es lo que a el le hace falta; llenarte los bolsillos de guerras ganadas, de sueños e ilusiones renovadas. yo quiero regalarte una poesía; tu piensas que estoy dando las noticias.
Amiga mía, princesa de un cuento infinito. amiga mía, tan solo pretendo que cuentes conmigo. amiga mía, a ver si uno de estos días, por fin aprendo a hablar sin tener que dar tantos rodeos, que toda esta historia me importa porque eres mi amiga.
Fumbling his confidence And wondering why the world has passed him by Hoping that he's bent for more than arguments And failed attempts to fly, fly
[Chorus] We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside Somewhere we live inside We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside
Dreaming about Providence And whether mice or men have second tries Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open Maybe we're bent and broken, broken
[Chorus]
We want more than this world's got to offer We want more than this world's got to offer We want more than the wars of our fathers And everything inside screams for second life, yeah
We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? We were meant to live We were meant to live
Oh man, what the hell he 'bout to do? What the hell he 'bout to do right now? Oh, oh man, what the hell he 'bout to do? What the hell he 'bout to do right now? Fuck it, let's get it then Oh man, what the hell he 'bout to do? What the hell he 'bout to do right now? Oh, oh man, what the hell he 'bout to do? What the hell he 'bout to do right now?
[Verse 1] I got too much on my plate I second guess nothing for nothing I throw this rap out the window I'll make another like nothing We built this shit from the ground up I don't ask questions, I solve 'em I'll get some money, then I'll spend it But don't rap like I'm balling My time ain't nothing but now now My team been going from pow wows I'll give 'em shit so real, the DJ's 'bout to do triple salchows Yeah, I've been singing and rapping Rapping and singing and such I look around, these dudes be focused on their look like too much And I think it's time I calm it down just a little Just a little, just a little... nah, fuck it I don't believe in predictions, I just believe in conviction And since I quit all my bitching, I heard 'em all start to listen
Oh man, what the hell he 'bout to do? What the hell he 'bout to do right now? Oh, oh man, what the hell he 'bout to do? What the hell he 'bout to do right now? Fuck it, let's get it then Oh man, what the hell he 'bout to do? What the hell he 'bout to do right now? Oh, oh man, what the hell he 'bout to do? What the hell he 'bout to do right now?
Don't trip like KC and Jojo You know this bro goin' pro though I'll rock a jean jacket with a jean shirt and some jeans at the Soho I don't fit in with no genre I got some screws loose, it's true Pops got that snare, make you drop like when Kendrick go doo doo I made some boo boos to move you I guess that's how I got through, though My team ain't signing no papers This off the book, shout out joo joo I got some shit on my sleeve I got some dirt on my hands I got no yes men here around me that gon' say I'm the man So I think it's time I calm it down just a little Just a little, just a little... nah, fuck it I don't believe in no luck Like they don't believe 'til it's something I dreamt this all my sleep and never woke up to no buzzer I'm buggin
Oh man, what the hell he 'bout to do? What the hell he 'bout to do right now? Oh, oh man, what the hell he 'bout to do? What the hell he 'bout to do right now? Fuck it, let's get it then Oh man, what the hell he 'bout to do? What the hell he 'bout to do right now? Oh, oh man, what the hell he 'bout to do? What the hell he 'bout to do right now?
