Scream for me
call my name
I can't live without the fame
baby we
know your game
love or not: it's almost the same
Dollar, there are lots of things that you can't buy
Diamonds, pearls, gold how they shine!
my man has left a note as silly valentine
being vain is sexy but it's not a crime
taste of caviar in the mouth, that girl
is gonna drive us crazy, just to run the world
she moves her body fast but her heart's slow
now put your boots on 'cause we'll start the show
Scream for me
call my name
I can't live without the fame
baby we
know your game
love or not: it's almost the same
peacock bitch, what I came
I met you in a dirty drain
baby we
found your vein
poison for I start bendin'
Turn the flashes on around when I go through
baby share your vanity with friends too
let they guess we're fancy hunks or just fools
Hero-shima is gonna hear another BOOM!
another BOOM!
another BOOM!
another BOOM!
Scream for me
call my name
I can't live without the fame
Baby we
know your game
love or not: it's almost the same
Peacock bitch, what I came
I want your ditch into my drain
baby we
found your vein
poison for I start bending
Ada Kayama composes songs and this blog is a base in which she posts lyrics made by herself.
Showing posts with label bitch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bitch. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
She
A new style for a new vision
it's my wish
a little girl wishes permission
to be such a bitch
and she doesn't care about you
doesn't care about you
you're her toy
when she looks for joy
A new conception to make different
it's my wish
the girl screams trying to give
her heart just a fix
and she doesn't care about you
doesn't care about you
you're her toy
when she looks for joy
there are lots of pressure in that girl
please she only doesn't wanna rule the world
it's a really potential kind of strong love
she wants to live the life as free as possible
and she doesn't care about you
doesn't care about you
you're her toy
when she looks for joy
you know she's able to talk loud to a crowd
and don't think your trashy sins are all my fault
auxiliary statue, she is just downtown
sure that they will chase her down, faster than her sound
you're her toy
when she looks for joy!
it's my wish
a little girl wishes permission
to be such a bitch
and she doesn't care about you
doesn't care about you
you're her toy
when she looks for joy
A new conception to make different
it's my wish
the girl screams trying to give
her heart just a fix
and she doesn't care about you
doesn't care about you
you're her toy
when she looks for joy
there are lots of pressure in that girl
please she only doesn't wanna rule the world
it's a really potential kind of strong love
she wants to live the life as free as possible
and she doesn't care about you
doesn't care about you
you're her toy
when she looks for joy
you know she's able to talk loud to a crowd
and don't think your trashy sins are all my fault
auxiliary statue, she is just downtown
sure that they will chase her down, faster than her sound
you're her toy
when she looks for joy!
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Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Love ya, Paul
I need to
write something for you now
My heart
knows to speak, but I do not
I know
love is a castle full of ghosts how
That
disco party where I saw your eyes, boobs…
I said
“do you dance?” and I heard your laugh
Your
hands in my legs, that’s all, all, all…
You
mumble ‘sexy’ but you didn’t move your mouth
I’m not
afraid, I shake and kiss your lips, starstruck
When the
mask falls down, you lose the law
And I
lost the hope when I saw you both in hall
You and
that bitch with red lipstick in mouth
I cried,
yeah, but I also fought with her
With her,
with her, with her, with her…
I don’t
remember, my grandma, I took a knife
The crazy
kitchen, that bitch was outside
Losing
love is like to lose all the freedom rights
I’m in a
madhouse, she’s dead but you’re mine
You’re
mine, you are mine, not in my side
Today I
can see the sun right in my box
I live in
a world where the pills are the love
The only
thing that my mind accepts is some drugs
Sins
sound so good when the church father talks
“She was a
great people, a motherfucker for you
A little
girl dressed like a bitch, it’s true”
Don’t
believe when he says she’s a helpless friend
‘Cause I
knew that my Paul has fucked her on weekend…
When the
mask falls down, you lose the law
And I
lost the hope when I saw you both in hall
You and
that bitch with red lipstick in mouth
I cried,
yeah, but I also fought with her
With her,
with her, with her, with her…
I don’t
remember, my grandma, I took a knife
The crazy
kitchen, that bitch was outside
Losing
love is like to lose all the freedom rights
I’m in a
madhouse, she’s dead but you’re mine
You’re
mine, you are mine, not in my side
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
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
My Coffin
I was hearing your
voice and your screams
baby, you call my name
I was in a black room
recording a sad song
your eyes don't know what to say
Honey, when I cry
My tears just fly
Why aren't you around myself?
Honey, You never lie
but you said good-bye and
I haven't found in Hell...
We made our house
Having sex in backyard
I told you were very sexy
I looked at the mirror
Saw my face so furious
I sank in a quicksand
Honey, when I cry
My tears just fly
Why aren't you around myself?
Honey, You never lie
but you said good-bye and
I haven't found in Hell...
This is my coffin
I'll go down in this street
as a bitch who always fucks
His false face was thin
My heart is not meaning
as a hooker who never sucks...
(This lyric is inspired for the music 'Video Games' by Lana Del Rey. If you sing it with Video Game playing, I think you'll get to sing it.)
voice and your screams
baby, you call my name
I was in a black room
recording a sad song
your eyes don't know what to say
Honey, when I cry
My tears just fly
Why aren't you around myself?
Honey, You never lie
but you said good-bye and
I haven't found in Hell...
We made our house
Having sex in backyard
I told you were very sexy
I looked at the mirror
Saw my face so furious
I sank in a quicksand
Honey, when I cry
My tears just fly
Why aren't you around myself?
Honey, You never lie
but you said good-bye and
I haven't found in Hell...
This is my coffin
I'll go down in this street
as a bitch who always fucks
His false face was thin
My heart is not meaning
as a hooker who never sucks...
(This lyric is inspired for the music 'Video Games' by Lana Del Rey. If you sing it with Video Game playing, I think you'll get to sing it.)
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