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Infatuation ( Feat Matt Morris )

You played the field like a tractor

Scoped for greener pastures

But you never have scored

What you've never asked forMet someone who made me glow

Passion was like crazy whoah

Doted on another though

So of course I let her goOh no my adrenal recipe's

Overloaded by phenylalanine

If it keeps on misdirecting me

Fuck it that's gonna mean vasectomyAnd when the liquor pours it's

Set the table get the door

Wrestle naked hit the floor

But I don't seek that shit no moreIt's different for me

Try to tell myself a different story

This alpha male recount-the-tale bullshit can just destroy me'Cause what we say is what we seek

What we seek is what we get

What we get is what we give

I can't give you nothing yetExceptInfatuationTake these words and turn them into lies

Serve me up with food that does not feed

Satiate my every last desire

Is this the thing I want or the thing I needHe collects clips from magazines

Found them full of hollow points

Mixes Medea with the media

They both consume the young

The same old song gets sung

He wants to hang

So he gets hung

He's chasing father figures

A real son of a gunI don't cotton to the coffin nails

Caught up quiet don't make bail

Umpteen years for move'n keys

Ironic he's locked up in jailOutside he is idolized

My sister's class and ask the boys

They wanna just be like him and move more rocks than belts of asteroidsBetter strapped and paranoid

Than in the streets without a choice

Peace of mind has been destroyed

But now he's got a louder voiceIdols lie to idle minds

Sayin' I don't mind if I got mine

If all our lies are idealized

Then all our crimes are idolized

It'sIf this isn't love why does my heart hurt so bad?You don't know why

You wanna be the man

You wanna be demanded

By other people's hands so high

You're caught up in its leaves

Make the audience freeze at the thought

But you don't know why

You wanna beat a man

You wanna be demanded

By other people hands so high

You're caught up its sleeves

Make the audience freeze

Like a body in the treesNow everybody in the club stand still

Like a rubber band filled

With government bills

Songwriters

Morris, Wirlie / Unknown, WritersPublished by

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