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brainchild

everybody wants you to play in

they’re giving you the look

but you think youre getting took

 

you had a feeling you shoulda stayed in

but the crook has got his hooks in ya

cooking up the books

 

you are my brainchild

my mutual fund

you are my 5 star hotel chain

hard to contain 

 

say you'll be my mama

tell me thats the bottom line

everybody wants ya

but everybody's got a price

 

say you'll be my lady

tell me that they never would

everybody hates me

but maybe you can make me good

 

say youll be woman

tell me that its nothin much

anyone can do it

but not too many got the touch

 

say youll be no comfort to me

and ill be no comfort to you

while sipping tea and staring straight into your

 

future, 

all karma, no sutra

call me a kid and a loser

cause you're an abuser 

 

the new year comes again, i’m losing friends

i’m doing everything i said i wouldn’t

you bet i would

you were right 

does that make it alright for you cause

 

you were my rainman

my radical choice 

you were my constant contact point

hard to enjoy

 

say you'll be my person

tell me thats the easy part

beat around the bush and then say

i guess it could be hard

 

say you'll be my president and

i'll be your resident evil

you don’t know 

what can happen to people

 

but say you had a problem

baby thats why I’m a tool

i could come and knock it around 

if that would make me cool

 

say you'll be no angel with me

and i'll be no angel with you

we'll learn to tango and

start taking it to the streets

 

oh please

I’m asking to see

my dreams alive

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