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Song: | I Like Fucking |
Album: | The Singles | Genres: | Pop |
Year: | 1999 |
Length: | 136 sec |
Lyrics:
Hey, do you believe there's anything beyond troll-guy reality?
I do, I do, I do
It gets so hard
Just to be okay
Sometimes being happy, baby
Is what I'm most afraid of
Baby, you know
It gets so hard for me to fight
I don't know why, I guess I never did
Why don't you show me now how to lose control?
She's so very, 'I don't care,'
She's so very, 'I don't care,'
Just 'cause my world, sweet sister
Is so fucking goddamn full of rape
Does that mean my body
Must always be a source of pain?
Ah-no-no-no, no, no-no-no
She's so very, 'I don't care,'
She's so very, 'I don't care,'
Just 'cause I named it right here, sweet chickadee
Don't mean for a minute that you should think
I'm the opposite of anything
But if you want to know for sure, I'll tell you
We're not going to prove nothing, nothing
Sittin' around, watching each other starve
What we need is action, strategy
I want, I want, I want, I want, I want it now!
No-no-no
I believe in the radical possibilities of pleasure, babe
I do, I do, I do