| 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚢 |

Yeah, we ain't talkin' to your dumb ass
          You could be a millionaire and still be a bum ass
          Boy, I been in a dream, I been on the—
          (Okay, look) Why I work so hard? My soul profit
          Why I can't settle down? I like options
          Why I hate small talk? I like topics
          House shoppin', I'm a pig, I love coppin', ugh
          No BBLs, I like A-cups, ugh
          Long legs, pretty when they wake up, ugh
          Niggas run they mouth, bro, the race up
          Everything real here, no lace front, okay
          Like bells during December, I sleigh
          I don't even like girls, bitch, I'm way up, too hot
          Bitch, I'm on my own dick, I don't need your box, ugh
          Fuck them regrets (Ugh), call them and get all that weight off your chest (Uh)
          Got my brothers here, we the Wayans (We the Wayans)
          Not my only girl, but you my favorite (You my favorite)
          I've been flyin' high, where's the pavement?
          Pray for me, can I get an amen?
          
          Can I get a amen? (Don't stop—)
          I'll air this bitch out like balloon 
          I'll send his bitch ass to the moon
          I'm at the top, ain't no room (Don't stop—)
          
          Aight, where the swamp is? (Where the swamp?)
          Flyest bitch up in the room, I need a cockpit (Need a cockpit)
          I need some PETA for this pussy, they want the croc' print (Want the croc' print)
          I'm finna air these DL niggas out the closet (Air 'em out)
          I let it in (Let it in), I let it out (Let it out)
          I'm a bi bitch, but I need that pussy now (Gimme the pussy, bitch)
          If he is gay, then I am gay, and we are nouns (We are nouns)
          Me and Tyler finna take your bitch down
          Oui, oui, merci
          Keep it cute when you're in my city
          I'm 5'2", A-cup titties
          I don't need you 'cause I already fuck me
          I don't need a Range when I got an airboat
          I don't need a plane, 'cause the airboat float (Don't stop—)
          Out in New York, walk around bare-toed
          I don't need a passport, I'm a swamp bitch, oh-oh
          
          I'll air this bitch out like a queef
          I'll send your ass back to the streets
          I'll spray your whole block with le FLEUR
          He gon' eat this pussy up 'cause it's sweet
          
          Balloon - Tyler the Creator

Goodbye to you my trusted friend
          We've know eachother since were nine or ten
          Together we've climbed hills and trees
          Learned of love and ABC's
          Skimmed our hearts and skimmed our knees
          
          Goodbye my friend it's hard to die
          When all the birds are singing in the sky
          Now that the spring is in the air
          Pretty boys are everywhere
          Think of me and I'll be there
          
          Goodbye papa please pray for me
          I was the black sheep of the family
          You tried to teach me right from wrong
          Too much wine and too much song
          Wonder how I got along
          
          Goodbye papa it's hard to die
          When all the birds are singing in the sky
          Now that the spring is in the air
          Little children everywhere
          When you see them I'll be there
          
          Goodbye Michelle my precious one
          You gave me love and helped me find the sun
          Every time that I was down
          You would always come around
          Get my feet back on the ground
          
          Goodbye Michelle it's hard to die
          When all the birds are singing in the sky
          Now that the spring is in the air
          With the flowers everywhere
          Wish that we could both be there
          
          We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
          But the hills that we climbed were just seasons out of time
          We had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun
          But the stars we could reach were just starfish on the beach
          
          Seasons in the Sun - Black Box Recorder

MERRY CHRISTMAS / HAPPY HOLIDAYS

God rest ye merry gentlemen
          Let nothing you dismay
          Remember Christ our Savior
          Was born on Christmas Day
          To save us all from Satan's pow'r
          When we were gone astray
          Oh tidings of comfort and joy
          Comfort and joy
          Oh tidings of comfort and joy
          
          God rest ye merry gentlemen
          Let nothing you dismay
          Remember Christ our Savior
          Was born on Christmas Day
          To save us all from Satan's pow'r
          When we were gone astray
          Oh tidings of comfort and joy
          Comfort and joy
          Oh tidings of comfort and joy
          
          In Bethlehem, in Israel
          This blessed Babe was born
          And laid within a manger
          Upon this blessed morn
          The which His Mother Mary
          Did nothing take in scorn
          Oh tidings of comfort and joy
          Comfort and joy
          Oh tidings of comfort and joy
          
          Fear not then, said the Angel
          Let nothing you affright
          This day is born a Savior
          Of a pure Virgin bright
          To free all those who trust in Him
          From Satan's pow'r and might
          Oh tidings of comfort and joy
          Comfort and joy
          Oh tidings of comfort and joy
          
          God rest ye merry gentlemen
          Let nothing you dismay
          Remember Christ our Savior
          Was born on Christmas Day
          To save us all from Satan's pow'r
          When we were gone astray
          Oh tidings of comfort and joy
          Comfort and joy
          Oh tidings of comfort and joy
          
          God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen - Pentatonix

Don't wanna be another Ashley
          Don't wanna count my fucking calories
          Don't wanna worry 'bout my body so dick-heads will like me
          
          I'd rather make out with my TV screen
          Than anyone on the football team
          I'd rather touch myself to Vincent Price movies (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
          
          Don't wanna be another Ashley
          Don't wanna shop at Abercrombie
          I'd rather steal from JC Penny's 'cause it's really easy
          
          I'd rather make out with my TV screen
          Than anyone on the football team
          I'd rather touch myself to Vincent Price movies (let's go)
          
          'Cause I wanna be a weird girl, weird girl, weird girl
          I wanna be a weird, weird, weird, weird girl
          I wanna be a freak girl, freak girl, freak girl
          I wanna freak you out 'cause I'm a freaky fucking girl
          
          I'm not too cool for school
          I'm not too cool to drool
          I'm 'bout to school you fools
          Took a dip in my school's pool, dip in my school's pool
          
          I'm not gonna follow the rules
          I'm not gonna eat your fucking gruel, no
          I'm 'bout to school this school
          Took a dip in my school's pool, dip in my school
          
          'Cause I wanna be a weird girl, weird girl, weird girl
          I wanna be a weird, weird, weird, weird girl
          I wanna be a freak girl, freak girl, freak girl
          I wanna freak you out 'cause I'm a freaky fucking girl
          
          I wanna be a weird girl, weird girl, weird girl
          I wanna be a weird, weird, weird, weird girl
          I wanna be a freak girl, freak girl, freak girl
          I wanna freak you out 'cause I'm a freaky fucking girl
          
          Weird Girl - Mommy Long Legs

Esos brazos cruzados
          Y ese ceño enojado
          Me tienen intrigado
          Me intimidas, ¿qué hago?
          
          Y si das un paso, me pones a llorar
          Y si caminas más, al suelo voy a dar
          -Ar, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
          
          No me mires con esos ojos (que me)
          Me deslumbras (que me), me derrumbas
          No me mires con esos ojos (porque)
          Te lo doy todo, ni modo
          No me mires con esos ojos que (que me)
          Me derrites (que me), me trasmites
          La vergüenza del sol, quien en su resplandor
          Se ve opacado
          A tu lado
          
          Se escucha una melodía
          El canto de esa niña
          Y burbujea la sangre
          Que corre por mis venas
          
          Y apenas si me ves
          Me tumbas del impacto y te echas a reír
          Me da un paro cardíaco
          Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
          
          No me mires con esos ojos (que me)
          Me deslumbras (que me), me derrumbas
          No me mires con esos ojos (porque)
          Te lo doy todo, ni modo
          No me mires con esos ojos que (que me)
          Me derrites (que me), me trasmites
          La vergüenza del sol, quien en su resplandor
          Se ve opacado
          A tu lado
          
          No me mires con esos ojos
          Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
          
          Impacto - Enjambre

I can feel it when you touch me (Ooh)
          You're amazed, don't even hear, you shake, you never let go
          When I asked if you would fuck me (Mmm)
          Had to laugh inside 'cause I know that you could never say no
          
          What you've been praying for?
          Singin' me all the songs that I wrote
          You've seen me play before
          Screamin' for me in the crowd, in my show
          So what we're waiting for? Let's get all sticky, babe
          Put on your favorite record, let's go 'til we hit replay
          
          Have you ever seen a star drop? (Star drop)
          On the bed, you've dreamed about me every night
          Now I'm here, and I'm begging you for hard cock (Uh)
          'Cause I read online, you'd kill to turn your idol to a whore
          
          From the fan club to the tub
          While we rub-a-dub-dub like I don't give a fuck (Don't give a fuck)
          If you've been a little early, my love
          It's okay 'cause it's still going, lick it all up (Up)
          It's like I only exist to just please you (Oh)
          Take the dick 'til the bass done squeeze you (Uh-huh)
          Just sneeze and tuckin' my knees in (Yeah)
          It's even cool if you fuck while I'm sleeping
          
          What you've been praying for?
          Singin' me all the songs that I wrote
          You've seen me play before
          Screamin' for me in the crowd in my show
          So what we're waiting for? Let's get all sticky, babe
          Put on your favorite record, let's go 'til we hit replay
          
          Have you ever seen a star drop? (Star drop)
          On the bed, you've dreamed about me every night
          Now I'm here, and I'm begging you for hard cock (Uh)
          'Cause I read online, you'd kill to turn your idol to a whore
          
          Have you ever seen a star drop? (Star drop)
          On the bed, you've dreamed about me every night
          Now I'm here, and I'm begging you for hard cock (Uh, hard cock)
          'Cause I read online, you'd kill to turn your idol to a whore
          Have you ever seen a star drop? (Star drop)
          On the bed, you've dreamed about me every night
          Now I'm here, and I'm begging you for hard cock (Uh, hard cock)
          'Cause I read online, you'd kill to turn your idol to a whore (Oh)

[Verse 1]
          Palaces of silver and gold
          Cannot be designed overnight
          It's like the saying I've often been told
          "No matter the cost, do things right"
          
          [Pre-Chorus]
          You have to be careful
          You have to be diligent
          Planning and measuring every detail
          Creating is drawing, erasing and drawing again
          And I've never been in it for fame or attention
          I only work hard so the structures won't fail
          But seeing it finished is worth every mora I spend
          
          [Chorus]
          Within every building made with pride
          The architect lives on inside
          Shining paint, a marble heart
          That's what makes a work of art
          We build and we play
          Sculpting dreams out of clay
          With the hope that our towers don't fall
          That we won't have to see the writing on the wall
          
          [Verse 2]
          The more you work, the higher the stakes
          And the bigger the sorrows to drown
          'Cause one mistake is all that it takes for the walls to come crumbling down
          
          [Pre-Chorus]
          You have to ignore them, the echoing voices
          That cackle and curse as you toil away
          Cover your ears and focus on boxes and lines
          And the shadowy figures, they're nothing but shadows
          Like ink on a page, they have nothing to say
          But maybe, just maybe
          They're trying to give me a sign
          
          [Chorus]
          That in every building made with pride
          The architect remains inside
          Peeling paint, a heavy heart
          That's what makes a work of art
          We scream and we pray
          Sculpting dreams out of clay
          As we try not to look at the scrawl
          The message of doom, the writing on the wall
          
          [Instrumental Breakdown]
          
          [Bridge]
          Every day we play this game of chance
          Whirling through a desperate dance
          Sketching visions in our heads
          Just to see them ripped to shreds
          This road that we share
          Doesn't lead anywhere
          But there's nothing an artist can do
          When you swing your brush, you have to follow through
          
          [Chorus]
          Within every building made with pride
          The architect is trapped inside
          Bleeding paint, a shattered heart
          That's what makes a work of art
          
          Writing on The Wall - Will Stetson

Imma just start posting song lyrics cause I'm lonely

Guess who's back from purgatory??