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The Frights

von You Are Going to Hate This

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One, two, three, four

For if we ain't got the time
I tell ya, baby, I don't think we're doing fine
We just haven't got a clue
I keep my love, I want my blood inside of you

Do you think I'm cute? Well it's too late to check
And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck
Do you like my style? Have you seen my shoes?
'Cause they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you

Everybody knows I'm right
I can't control it, I got my eyes on you all night
We just haven't got a clue
I keep my love, I want my blood inside of you

Do you think I'm cute? Well it's too late to check
And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck
Do you like my style? Have you seen my shoes?
'Cause they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you

One, two, three, four

Do you think I'm cute? Well it's too late to check
And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck
Do you like my style? Have you seen my shoes?
'Cause they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you

Do you think I'm cute? Well it's too late to check
And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck
Do you like my style? Have you seen my shoes?
'Cause they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you
Ripped to shit from walking the world
Ripped to shit, ripped to shit from walking the world for you
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