这个礼拜干了什么
可以用这个歌词说
9月26号下午跑步吐
9月26号晚上喝酒吐
吐吐吐吐吐吐吐
不是想某个妞才吐
是吐的时候想起来所有好的不好的事情
可能所有好的事情都吐光了
同时把所有不好的也吐掉了
通通吐掉，通通的，吐掉
[Intro]
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There I go…
Thinkin’ of you again…[Chorus]
You don’t know how sick you make me,
You make me fuckin’ sick to my stomach,
Everytime I think of you I [puke].
You must just not know, uo-uo-uo-uo-uo-uoh,
You may not think you do but you do,
Everytime I think of you I [puke].[Verse 1]
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem,
But off of the dome would probably be a little more,
More suitable for this type of song, woah.
I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I can think of,
Sixteen bars, this ain’t enough to put some ink to,
So fuck it, I’ma start right here, I’ll just be briefer,
’bout to rattle off some other reasons.
I knew I shouldn’t go and get another tattoo,
Of you on my arm, but what do I go and do?
I go and get another one, now I got two, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo.
Now I’m sittin’ here, with your name on my skin,
I can’t believe I went and did this stupid shit again,
My next girlfriend, now her name’s gotta be Kim, shi-i-i-i-i-i-it.
If you only knew how much I hated you,
For every-motherfuckin’-thing you’ve ever put us through,
Then I wouldn’t be standin’ here cryin’over you
boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-hoo.[Chorus]
You don’t know how sick you make me,
You make me fuckin’ sick to my stomach,
Everytime I think of you I [puke].
You must just not know, uo-uo-uo-uo-uo-uoh,
You may not think you do but you do,
Everytime I think of you I [puke].[Verse 2]
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter,
But I thought a song would probably be a little better,
Instead of a letter, that you’d probally just shred up, yup.
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made stop and think of,
How much of a waste it’d be for me to put some ink to,
A stupid piece of, paper I’d rather let you see how,
Much I fuckin’ hate you in a freestyle.
You’re a fuckin’ coke head slut I hope you fuckin’ die,
I hope you get to hell and satan sticks a needle in your eye,
I hate your fuckin’ guts, you fuckin’ slut I hope you die, die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie.
But please don’t get me wrong, I’m not bitter or mad,
It’s not that I still love you, it’s not ‘cuz I want you back,
It’s just that when I think of you it makes me wanna yack, a-a-a-a-a-a-AK,
But what else can I do, I haven’t got a clue,
Now I guess I just move on, I have no choice but to,
But everytime I think of you now all I wanna do
Is pu-u-u-u-u-u-uke[Chorus]
You don’t know how sick you make me,
You make me fuckin’ sick to my stomach,
Everytime I think of you I [puke].
You must just not know, uo-uo-uo-uo-uo-uoh,
You may not think you do but you do,
Everytime I think of you I [puke].[Outro]
{Puke noises again}
God damn
Fuckin’ bitch
吐完了
谁爽谁知道
