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I want to be your love
I want to make you cry
And sweep you off your feet

I want to hurt your pride
I want to slap your face
I want to paint your nails

I want to make you scream
I want to braid your hair
I want to kiss your friends

I want to make you laugh
I want to dress the same
I want to defend you

I want to squeeze your thighs
I want to kiss your eyelids
And corrupt your dreams

I want to crash your car
I want to scratch your cheeks
I want to make you sick

I want to sell you out
once you expose your flaws
I want to steal your things

I want to show you off
I want to tell you lies
I want to write you books

I want to turn you on
I want to make you come
200 times a day

I want to dry your tears
Every time you're sad

I want to be
what's happening
I want to be your only friend

(...)

I want to be a beast
I want to make you proud
And play with your head

I want to take you out
Make you feel adored
And buy you everything

I want to hurt you bad
Make you paranoid
And say the sweetest things

I want to help you grow
Until for eternity
I want to be your
what's happening

What's happening



Of Montreal - Skeletal Lamping