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Dark blues for your bed lights, yeah

It felt right when we were inside, yeah yeah

When you were giving that head, yeah

Now I’m dying from the insight, yeah yeah

To hell with you and all these friends

I’ll never speak to you again

To hell with you and all these friends

I’ll never speak to you again

Speak

I guess I’ll never get any respect

Cause little mama’s got a defect, yeah

She’s got a black widow’s inner dialect

And I am just the insect

Kelly Greens in my headlights, yeah

I saw you throwing up your insides, yeah yeah

There was something with me, where my lungs couldn’t breathe

Smothering in the sheets, just to fall back asleep

You’re a lush and a thief. You belong to the streets

I’ve accepted defeat and the pain that it brings

To hell with you and all these friends

I’ll never speak to you again

To hell with you and all these friends

I’ll never speak to you again

Speak

I guess I’ll never get any respect

Cause little mama’s got a defect, yeah

She’s got a black widow’s inner dialect

And I am just the insect

I guess I’ll never get any respect

Cause little mama’s got a defect, yeah

She’s got a black widow’s inner dialect

And I am just the insect

Speak