Happy midnight
Swallow your lies
and live with your guys
'Cause baby I'm right
I need you
You fool myself too
Ada Kayama composes songs and this blog is a base in which she posts lyrics made by herself.
Monday, September 24, 2012
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Saturday
Saturday, bitch
And you are in the street
bars, cars, pictures
looking for futures
Hey, come over there
Don't hold my hair
Sperm everywhere
women don't care
Saturday, bitch
you know I'm not rich
men? I make a list
Sex hotel is a mix
Saturday, teen
May I would love him
dirty pants, red lipstick
with your dick between my teeth
Hey, come over there
Don't hold my hair
Sperm everywhere
women don't care
Hey, I've got sexual pocket
Money? With sex, I have a lot of
Dicks don't hurt my heart but it
tears me to pieces like a bullshit
Hey, come over there
But, please, don't hold my hair
My sperm is everywhere
men still don't care
And you are in the street
bars, cars, pictures
looking for futures
Hey, come over there
Don't hold my hair
Sperm everywhere
women don't care
Saturday, bitch
you know I'm not rich
men? I make a list
Sex hotel is a mix
Saturday, teen
May I would love him
dirty pants, red lipstick
with your dick between my teeth
Hey, come over there
Don't hold my hair
Sperm everywhere
women don't care
Hey, I've got sexual pocket
Money? With sex, I have a lot of
Dicks don't hurt my heart but it
tears me to pieces like a bullshit
Hey, come over there
But, please, don't hold my hair
My sperm is everywhere
men still don't care
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Natural Life
Sun will always come to shine and it's fine
But when your heart is full of lies,
there won't be any lines
Planets spin around the center, it's like
to stay kissing you lonely, take off your tie
The horizon is there to cut two sides
what's real and what's synthetic, plastic rights
the blue sky fools the false blue of your eyes
I promise, God will love you 'cause he's kind
Gray clouds run above your head and they're the same
that bring the rain and water the houses and the plants
A simple child thinking of what he became
because he looks the world and it looks like a game
The ocean shows us how to live better
and waves come to erase the secret letters
Now there are your steps only, what's the matter?
Everybody still needs a rehab...
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
F A M E
I'm a soldier born to kill
Is this war so naturally real?
and you know, where is the children ill?
But I will never get to feel
fear when I still miss you....
Baby, it's not Holy Day
My heart will be always the same...
Fame, fame, fame...
I'm fighting to stay in lines
to be natural, funny and fine
but I see you, I lost my mind
Is there happiness if you're not mine?
all is deep inside...
Baby, wanna see your face
Don't call me with your way of gay
Fame, fame, fame...
Baby, you know that you stole
my feelings and brought it beyond
your kiss broke my soul and I'm so
fucking proud so and you're gone
Hey, hey, hey
Because fame is just a name...
Is this war so naturally real?
and you know, where is the children ill?
But I will never get to feel
fear when I still miss you....
Baby, it's not Holy Day
My heart will be always the same...
Fame, fame, fame...
I'm fighting to stay in lines
to be natural, funny and fine
but I see you, I lost my mind
Is there happiness if you're not mine?
all is deep inside...
Baby, wanna see your face
Don't call me with your way of gay
Fame, fame, fame...
Baby, you know that you stole
my feelings and brought it beyond
your kiss broke my soul and I'm so
fucking proud so and you're gone
Hey, hey, hey
Because fame is just a name...
Monday, September 10, 2012
Husband
Her husband should be so good for me, baby
Her husband should be so good for me, baby
You came to my neighborhood
with your white princess and your kid
You look at me and I could
die but I still want that shit
I fell in love with your e-eyes
I liked your hairy, big body
fucking you maybe with my full size
Thanks, but I'm not good Katy Perry...
Her husband should be so good for me, baby
Her husband should be so good for me, baby
He washes his car like a driver
All that water in his wet foot, scream
Slow motion spinning while he holds her
I'd eat your bones, if you'd be my model thin
taste of sperm, your kid doesn't look at
four is our number in this black bedroom
You're a good father and your wife is broken
You're a good lover and your wife is a fool...
Her husband could be so good for me, baby
Her husband could be so good for me, baby
Her boy's hand is a wonderful land, maybe
He's a Kandy, sexy, hot and then he's twenty
Her husband should be so good for me, baby
You came to my neighborhood
with your white princess and your kid
You look at me and I could
die but I still want that shit
I fell in love with your e-eyes
I liked your hairy, big body
fucking you maybe with my full size
Thanks, but I'm not good Katy Perry...
Her husband should be so good for me, baby
Her husband should be so good for me, baby
He washes his car like a driver
All that water in his wet foot, scream
Slow motion spinning while he holds her
I'd eat your bones, if you'd be my model thin
taste of sperm, your kid doesn't look at
four is our number in this black bedroom
You're a good father and your wife is broken
You're a good lover and your wife is a fool...
Her husband could be so good for me, baby
Her husband could be so good for me, baby
Her boy's hand is a wonderful land, maybe
He's a Kandy, sexy, hot and then he's twenty
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Friday, September 7, 2012
Mess my Mind
Walk alone and talk about
what you feel and what you cry, you
like to mess my mind, it's style
Play something real, they pay you out
I know handle you so much
and everybody begin to rush
When I call you, you are gone
Sad I prefer to play this song:
"Walk alone and talk about
what you feel and what you cry, you
like to mess my mind, it's style
Play something real, they pay you out"
Sometimes I wish I could go
in my boyfriend's car into my Tour
I would be mad without you
can someone love me? I'm not sure
When we are in a dark night
it's 'cause we're waiting the sun light
If he doesn't need you now
Sing it home just for your crowd:
"Walk alone and talk about
what you feel and what you cry, you
like to mess my mind, it's style
Play something real, they pay you out"
Walk alone and talk how
it's so unreal, but you won't cry, you
like to mess my mind, it's style
Play something real, they will pay you out
what you feel and what you cry, you
like to mess my mind, it's style
Play something real, they pay you out
I know handle you so much
and everybody begin to rush
When I call you, you are gone
Sad I prefer to play this song:
"Walk alone and talk about
what you feel and what you cry, you
like to mess my mind, it's style
Play something real, they pay you out"
Sometimes I wish I could go
in my boyfriend's car into my Tour
I would be mad without you
can someone love me? I'm not sure
When we are in a dark night
it's 'cause we're waiting the sun light
If he doesn't need you now
Sing it home just for your crowd:
"Walk alone and talk about
what you feel and what you cry, you
like to mess my mind, it's style
Play something real, they pay you out"
Walk alone and talk how
it's so unreal, but you won't cry, you
like to mess my mind, it's style
Play something real, they will pay you out
Saturday, September 1, 2012
My Today's Message
We should break down the walls,
make our laws,
build waterfalls,
but always believe love
'Cause it's the line that joins we and God...
make our laws,
build waterfalls,
but always believe love
'Cause it's the line that joins we and God...
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