Simple girls call for simple measures
Simple men are their weak affection
Is it me, is it you that is wrong?
You're on the ground for the worms to chew up
Hey, hey, I need a pilly or a molly
Or a conversation, maybe something silly, like a story
Hey, I know you kinda hate me and stuff
So we share a lot, lemme wrap you up
I'm slimy, I love a good beating of the mind
I love it when a love is so divine
I love it when a love is in a circle, I go for a spin
And every stop is another good start, if you will
All maggots are affectionate, nobody knows that
Nobody cares, bearing it inside isn't worth it
Nobody cares about us little f*ckers, so f*ck us
Just take what's given and let the cycle be above us
Petty worms, petty blondes, petty conversation
Petty sex, petty drugs, petty affirmation
A belly of a fool is as empty as a soul of a lover
Take what's given and let the cycle be above us
Simple girls call for simple measures
Simple men are their weak affection
Is it me, is it you that is wrong?
You're on the ground for the worms to chew up
Simple girls call for simple measures
Simple men are their weak affection
Is it me, is it you that is wrong?
You're on the ground for the worms to chew up
I have many thoughts, many thoughts in my head
And nothing makes any sense anywhere
Oh, crawling and sticking and falling
Maggots are made for this loving
Sit yourself down, woman
Holster your seat, it's a fall, woman
Fall for me
Fall for the fact anybody really needs you for
More than your body
I heard all that talking
A comedy
A grinch and the dame, the hypocrisy
Where's the democracy?
Butcher the fact that we care 'cause we don't
The opposite
F*ck your French Operas
F*ck your consensus, the tears and the dramas
F*ck it, go scratch your head, you protagonist
Love is a game of a satanist
Pick a prince, I'll f*ck a princess
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Simple girls call for simple measures
Simple men are their weak affection
Is it me, is it you that is wrong?
You're on the ground for the worms to chew up
Hey, hey, I need a pilly or a molly
Or a conversation, maybe something silly, like a story
Hey, I know you kinda hate me and stuff
So we share a lot, lemme wrap you up
I'm slimy, I love a good beating of the mind
I love it when a love is so divine
I love it when a love is in a circle, I go for a spin
And every stop is another good start, if you will
All maggots are affectionate, nobody knows that
Nobody cares, bearing it inside isn't worth it
Nobody cares about us little f*ckers, so f*ck us
Just take what's given and let the cycle be above us
Petty worms, petty blondes, petty conversation
Petty sex, petty drugs, petty affirmation
A belly of a fool is as empty as a soul of a lover
Take what's given and let the cycle be above us
Simple girls call for simple measures
Simple men are their weak affection
Is it me, is it you that is wrong?
You're on the ground for the worms to chew up
Simple girls call for simple measures
Simple men are their weak affection
Is it me, is it you that is wrong?
You're on the ground for the worms to chew up
I have many thoughts, many thoughts in my head
And nothing makes any sense anywhere
Oh, crawling and sticking and falling
Maggots are made for this loving
Sit yourself down, woman
Holster your seat, it's a fall, woman
Fall for me
Fall for the fact anybody really needs you for
More than your body
I heard all that talking
A comedy
A grinch and the dame, the hypocrisy
Where's the democracy?
Butcher the fact that we care 'cause we don't
The opposite
F*ck your French Operas
F*ck your consensus, the tears and the dramas
F*ck it, go scratch your head, you protagonist
Love is a game of a satanist
Pick a prince, I'll f*ck a princess
Simple men are their weak affection
Is it me, is it you that is wrong?
You're on the ground for the worms to chew up
Hey, hey, I need a pilly or a molly
Or a conversation, maybe something silly, like a story
Hey, I know you kinda hate me and stuff
So we share a lot, lemme wrap you up
I'm slimy, I love a good beating of the mind
I love it when a love is so divine
I love it when a love is in a circle, I go for a spin
And every stop is another good start, if you will
All maggots are affectionate, nobody knows that
Nobody cares, bearing it inside isn't worth it
Nobody cares about us little f*ckers, so f*ck us
Just take what's given and let the cycle be above us
Petty worms, petty blondes, petty conversation
Petty sex, petty drugs, petty affirmation
A belly of a fool is as empty as a soul of a lover
Take what's given and let the cycle be above us
Simple girls call for simple measures
Simple men are their weak affection
Is it me, is it you that is wrong?
You're on the ground for the worms to chew up
Simple girls call for simple measures
Simple men are their weak affection
Is it me, is it you that is wrong?
You're on the ground for the worms to chew up
I have many thoughts, many thoughts in my head
And nothing makes any sense anywhere
Oh, crawling and sticking and falling
Maggots are made for this loving
Sit yourself down, woman
Holster your seat, it's a fall, woman
Fall for me
Fall for the fact anybody really needs you for
More than your body
I heard all that talking
A comedy
A grinch and the dame, the hypocrisy
Where's the democracy?
Butcher the fact that we care 'cause we don't
The opposite
F*ck your French Operas
F*ck your consensus, the tears and the dramas
F*ck it, go scratch your head, you protagonist
Love is a game of a satanist
Pick a prince, I'll f*ck a princess
Writer: Juras Lukaševičius
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid