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I wanna be your love
I wanna make you cry
And sweep you off your feet
I wanna hurt your pride
I wanna slap your face
I wanna paint your nails
I wanna make you you scream
I wanna braid your hair
I wanna kiss your friends
I wanna make you laugh
I wanna dress the same
I wanna defend you
I wanna squeeze your thighs
I wanna kiss your eyelids
And corrupt your dreams
I wanna crash your car
I wanna scratch your cheeks
I wanna make you sick
I wanna sell you out
Want to expose your flaws
I wanna steal your things
I wanna show you off
I wanna tell you lies
I wanna write you books
I wanna turn you on
I wanna make you cum
Two-hundred times a day
I wanna dry tears
Every time your sad
I wanna be your what's happening
I wanna be your only friend
I only go all the way
This time I'm not pretending
I can't take the trash
Your trashy friends are spreading about us
They've got like fifty personalities
Oh girl, that's so messed up
You see that sculpture on the hill?
That's where she cleared me out
Forever
They're monitoring my sub-conscious massacres I know
Bringing it closer to the surface so it's easily pervertable
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
And for eternity
I want to be your what's happening
What's happening?
I wanna make you cry
And sweep you off your feet
I wanna hurt your pride
I wanna slap your face
I wanna paint your nails
I wanna make you you scream
I wanna braid your hair
I wanna kiss your friends
I wanna make you laugh
I wanna dress the same
I wanna defend you
I wanna squeeze your thighs
I wanna kiss your eyelids
And corrupt your dreams
I wanna crash your car
I wanna scratch your cheeks
I wanna make you sick
I wanna sell you out
Want to expose your flaws
I wanna steal your things
I wanna show you off
I wanna tell you lies
I wanna write you books
I wanna turn you on
I wanna make you cum
Two-hundred times a day
I wanna dry tears
Every time your sad
I wanna be your what's happening
I wanna be your only friend
I only go all the way
This time I'm not pretending
I can't take the trash
Your trashy friends are spreading about us
They've got like fifty personalities
Oh girl, that's so messed up
You see that sculpture on the hill?
That's where she cleared me out
Forever
They're monitoring my sub-conscious massacres I know
Bringing it closer to the surface so it's easily pervertable
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
And for eternity
I want to be your what's happening
What's happening?
Lyrics submitted by IndieKid1977
Track duration: 03:48
"Gallery Piece" as written by Kevin Barnes
Lyrics © BUG MUSIC
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Actually, it probably isn't JUST about love.. it could probably be about any relationship. I mean, of course, love is probably the best interpretation of what relationship he's talking about, but, really, you could apply this randomness of thoughts about someone to any relationship.
I wonder....
i wanna be your love i wanna make you cry and sweep you off your feet
i wanna hurt your pride i wanna slap your face i wanna paint your nails
i wanna make you scream i wanna braid your hair i wanna kiss your friends
i wanna make you laugh i wanna dress the same i wanna defend you
i wanna squeeze your thighs i wanna kiss your eyelids and corrupt your dreams
i wanna crash your car i wanna scratch your cheeks i wanna make you sick
i wanna sell you out want to expose your flaws i wanna steal your things
i wanna show you off i wanna tell you lies i wanna write you books
i wanna turn you on i wanna make you cum two hundred times a day
i wanna dry your tears every time you’re sad i wanna be your what’s happening
i wanna be your only friend
i only go all the way, this time i’m not pretending, i can’t take the trash your trashy friends are spreading about us,
they’ve got like V.D. personalities, oh girl they’re so messed up
you see that sculpture on the hill? that’s where she queered me out, forever
they’re monitoring my subconscious massacres i know, bringing it closer to the surface so it’s easily pervertible
i wanna be a beast i wanna make you proud and play with your head
i wanna take you out make you feel adored buy you everything
i wanna hurt you bad make you paranoid and say the sweetest things
i wanna help you grow, and for eternity, i wanna be your what’s happening
i see car bombs in your eyes
i hear angels apologize