Some Toir - Romantic Crap | Текст песни

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• Some Toir
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I thought you're my Rapunzel
And i am tangled up in your hair
Some romantic crap
But now the more you drive me crazy
I feel like i'm in Shelob's Lair
Every word's a trap

And if i only knew ahead
That satan lives inside your head
You're his little tool, you're his minion to
Drive a brother mad

Let go
No manipulation would do
I know what you're trying to do here
Got so immune to you
That it don't work on me work on me anymore (NOT ANYMORE)

I heard some women can be insane
If only knowledge saved a soul
Where'd i be today
And i'm so used to silent treatment
That when you talk i feel something's wrong
Wish that i was gay

And if i only knew ahead
That satan lives inside your head
You're his little tool, you're his minion to
Drive a brother mad

Let go
No manipulation would do
I know what you're trying to do here
Got so immune to you
That it don't work on me work on me anymore (NOT ANYMORE)