(s)Aint

"I don't care if your world is ending today
Because I wasn't invited to it anyway
You said I tasted famous, so I drew you a heart
But now I'm not an artist I'm a fucking work of art
I got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing that's missing is a bitch like yoU

You wanted perfect
You got your perfect
Now I'm too perfect for someone like you
I was a dandy in your ghetto with a snow white smile
But you'll ever be as perfect whatever you do

What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT

I am a bonetop, a death's head
On a mopstick
You infected me, took diamonds
I took all your shit
Your "sell-by date" expired,
So you had to be sold
I'm a suffer-genius and
Vivi-sex symbol

You wanted perfect
You got your perfect
Now I'm too perfect for someone like you
I was a dandy in your ghetto with a snow white smile
But you'll never be as perfect whatever you do

What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT

I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing that's missing is yoU
I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing that's missing is a bitch like yoU
I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing that's missing is a bitch like yoU
I am a dandy in the ghetto with a snow white smile
Super-ego bitch, I've been evil awhile
I am a dandy in the ghetto with a snow white smile
Super-ego bitch, I've been evil awhile
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT
What's my name, what's my name?
Hold the S because I am an AINT"


Mais uma, dedicada a quem eu sei que sabe que sei. A letra diz tudo.



1 comentário:

Anónimo disse...

Oh, muito obrigada pela tua passagem no meu reles cantinho, mas agradeço ainda mais pelo teu comentário e pelo elogio mas, sinceramente, eu acho que não tenho jeito nenhum para escrever e decerto o meu professor de português concorda comigo :p

No entanto, são meros desabafos que não exigem beleza na composição de palavras, e o papel ou whatever não nos chateia com isso, por isso, é que gostamos tanto deles (: