Needle_Crow501

La: hey Liddell quiero tú ayuda para ser normal:3
          	
          	Be: bruh

Needle_Crow501

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Now you suck
          We wanna talk about sex but we're not allowed
          Well, you may not like it but you better learn how
          'Cause it's your turn now
          Boy, you're wasting your tongue with lame excuses and lies
          Now, what's on your nasty old mind?
          So how should I begin this?
          I guess it started when you were with him
          And how he never even took you out to dance
          But did he fuck with any rhythm?
          But now he's playing with your head
          But did he ever make you cum?
          Did he ever make you cry?
          Do the wires in your mind get sewn together
          Rubbed and severed by the heat
          And you don't know how long I could stare into your picture
          And wish that it was me
          I guess it's different 'cause you love him
          But I've got an interactive
          Sick and twisted imagination
          And that's gotta count for something
          We wanna talk about sex but we're not allowed
          Well, you may not like it but you'd better learn how
          'Cause it's your turn now
          You're wasting your tongue with lame excuses and lies
          Get your face between my thighs
          I dreamt I was standing in your doorstep
          Licking sweat off of your forehead
          With your finger in my mouth
          And the sound when leather jackets hit the ground
          You should hear when you're not around
          When it's just us horny poets
          Who can't wait to write it down
          Swear we were only being honest
          Do you like these little sonnets?
          'Cause I wrote them just for you
          How quickly they turn sour
          So be careful who you screw
          And never call
          And I'm starting to suspect
          You don't intend to do anything you say at all
          We wanna talk about sex but we're not allowed
          Well, you may not like it but you'd better learn how
          'Cause it's your turn now
          You're wasting your tongue with lame excuses and lies
          Now, what's on your nasty old mind?
          All by yourself, sittin' alone
          I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
          All by yourself, sittin' alone
          I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind