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I'm the smartest guy in the room and baby that's a fact
I'm a feminist, support women's rights, 'cuz I'm just woke like that
What do you mean you're not interested? Don't tell me I was wrong
What a classic manipulative move to go and lead me on
What a bitch, what a tease, what a motherfucking sleaze
She's a girl who does whatever the hell she please
She ruined my life now I'll ruin hers
What a slut, what a tart, she really looks the part
How do you love me and then break my heart?
How do you change your mind so fast?
Some things weren't meant to last
That girl is such a stupid slut
She'll kiss some guy then say no when I ask her to fuck
What the hell is going on here?
What a bitch, what a tease, what a motherfucking sleaze
She's a girl who does whatever the hell she please
She ruined my life now I'll ruin hers
What a slut, what a tart, she really looks the part
How do you love me and then break my heart?
How do you change your mind so fast?
Some things weren't meant to last
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Home
01:41
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Wanna go 60 in a 40 and feel your hand on my thigh
Take you away over state lines
I'll take your name and you can have mine
'Til death do us part like Bonnie and Clyde
Ride or die, hook, line, and sinker
I'm riding on the freeway, I can't find my blinker
And I'm so alive, I'm breathing heavy
Heart rate is up, I hope you're ready
You make me wanna forget every rational thing I've ever known
You make me wanna leave this town and call you my home
Staying away is easier said than done
My heart says linger, my brain tells me to run
And I know I need space to make the sting numb
I still wonder if I'm who you think of
Ride or die, hook, line, and sinker
I'm merging on the freeway, I can't find my blinker
And I'm so alive, I'm breathing heavy
Heart rate is up, I hope you're ready
You make me wanna forget every rational thing I've ever known
You make me wanna leave this town and call you my home
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Femicide//T&A
03:51
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This is a genre dominated by male heartache
Caress your nefariousness, not anymore
God descended from the heavens and told me to quit music
There's carbon dioxide where there's supposed to be oxygen
You couldn't stay
But you couldn't hurt me
People you chose to protect and to serve
Yet thousands will die at your hands each day
Inflicted trauma, assault
In the name of freedom
Bodies lay to rest
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