SOME TOIR - ROMANTIC CRAP Produced by Anorak Production
Verse 1
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
Chorus
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)
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Verse 2
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
Chorus
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)