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Done feeding, I leaned back, head rested on the couch´s top
Must leave the house soon, mean gone, ´cause my pops, he´s hot
Grab my blue backpack, my Walkman, grip my bicycle

´Cause I know my friends are waiting at the door
I´m feeling loose like you, just fuckin´ around and shit
´Til that comes, you´re fifty-five or twenty-six

Let me go
I give more
And you know I´m flown

Come at me, come, come
My fingers don´t cross, but they crack
You know I want to pick you up
But they don´t want you to
Asking for it, like we got
Yes, we cross, but we crack
You know I want to pick you up
But they don´t want you, so fuck ´em

You let them screw you, I thought they knew you
But when you turned your back, I know they´re gonna do
You had to prove me right and then we did
And that son of a bitch, he swerved, almost hit two kids
I´m feeling heartless, I´m feeling hate
So when there´s nothing but the real swing in her fucking rape
No one
Me
(No choice)

Let me go
I get bored
And you know I´m fucking flown

Come on, come, come

My fingers don´t cross, but they crack
You know I want to pick you up
But they don´t want you to
Let me go, like we got
Yeah, we cross, but we crack
You know I want to pick you up
But they don´t want you, burn

Let me go
I give more
And you know, oh
So good, we could
And we learned to cry
And lift me up

Come on, come
My fingers don´t cross, but they crack
You know I want to pick you up

But they don´t want you
Let me go, like we got
Yeah, we cross, but we crack
You know I want to pick you up
But they don´t want you