hemlocke springs - pos

(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
(Oh shit, I forgot what-)
(What are the words?)

I was made for the war, fix eternal scars
But here I am, rockin' with my flimsy camisole
I imagine he's torn, his head to the floor
At least he realized I am just the piece of shit I was before-ore
I was before-ore, I was before-ore (hey, ha, ha, ha, ha)

I'm a sucker for a bag
I'm fiddlin' with the ends of our toys (ah, ah, I would be, ah, ah)
'Cause with my in touch feeling crumpled
Had to go get me an ironing board (ah, ah, oh, before)

I'm always told, "don't worry, maybe all your dreams will come true"
Everyone's livin' in the past, you're in 3002
But there's a girl right down the corner, in a sweat
She's got the tv goin' on (oh, oh, before, oh, oh)
What you do to me? Do to me? Do to me? Oh, baby, so wrong

I was made for the war (the war), fix eternal scars (eternal)
But here I am, rockin' with my flimsy camisole
I imagine he's torn (he's torn), his head to the floor
At least he realized I am just the piece of shit I was before-ore
I was before-ore, I was before-ore
I am just the piece of shit I was before-ore (ooh, ooh)
I was before-ore, I was before-ore

We should take an Andrew Jackson with tatic
Check in the movies at two (ooh, ooh, I was before-ore)
'Cause Hemlocke spings' into action
Come and take a look at how much she grew (ooh, ooh, I was before-ore, I was before-ore)

I'm always told, "don't worry, maybe you're an actors delight"
Everyone's bakin' during the day but can they last through the night?
Well, there's a girl right round the corner
And I swear she's hot, outsingin' Leon (ooh, ooh, I was before-ore, I was before-ore)
What you do to me? Do to me? Do to me? Oh, baby, so wrong

I was made for the war (the war), fix eternal scars (eternal)
But here I am, rockin' with my flimsy camisole
I imagine he's torn (he's torn), his head to the floor
At least he realized I am just the piece of shit I was before-ore
I was before-ore, I was before-ore (God)
I am just the piece of shit I was before-ore (ooh, ooh)
I was before-ore, I was before-ore

What you do
What you do to me, babe
What you do
What you do to me, babe
What you do
What you do to me, babe
What you do
What you do to me, do to me, do to me, so wrong

Written by:
Isimeme Naomi Udu

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