Lagrecia According To My Notes
It’s getting kinda late
And my rhyme’s getting fake
Cause I’m drooling for another town
Quiver to the lips
No start to the hip
Hurray for this breakdown
This cat’s curiosity
Is killing like a crime on an accident of circumstance
Scratching at the eyes
The sleepless nights
Like a ravishing murder
This is the last thing I needed
But I guess that’s a written rule
I’m in bed with the villains, working with the suits
And the rest is a creative wreck
This is such a sad investigation
But I can’t seem to find a clue
And the ones in front of me
I don’t wanna see ‘em
Nothing left to do
Open door I, I can claim
All the things that you’re trying to take from me
Gotta tell ya, ya got me right where you want me
Oh, I hate the way that you’re making me beg
For the strength to get out of your way
Open door I, open door I
Why oh why do you love me?
Why am I tasting the drink of temptation
And why am I not trying to feel it
Like I’m on the run
I think you got the wrong guy for these jobs
To easily persuaded
If you think I’m wrong
Just tell me, tell me
Cos it’s killing me
Open door I, I can claim
All the things that you’re trying to take from me
Gotta tell ya, ya got me right where you want me
Oh, I hate the way that you’re making me beg
For the strength to stay out of your way
Open door I, open door I
Why oh why do you love me?
Next time that it's late
And my rhyme seems faint
And I’ll be in other town
Genius on the lips
Maybe on the hips
And I laugh out the break… down
Open door I, I'm not afraid
All the things you’re trying to take from me
I gotta know: why oh why do you love me?
