NAPATSORN TREESAP

Stationary me stands still or did I weep beneath your arrow?
Simple story magic physical poisonous evil in me
Sitting at the boring party and all your friends ignore my tragedy
What is kept beneath your skin seems to grow

Grocery store in your town where we used to dance til it gets late
Now seems to be so quiet, sending silence by the wind of mystery
I sold the car that you used to drive me insane
I sold the bar that you used to dose me love

Coming in, your guilty and your innocent
Your villain and your saint
Your brilliant egoistic car on rent
Coming in, nasty mistress aged 30
Years by years living with my tragedy and your sin
Cruelty rushing faster than the time you know me
Hope you’re happy with that jerk on the set baby
A whore in the dusty bar you’re in lust with 
And a fake freaking cum she has

I’m not gonna be a whispering wind like your neighbor 
Every word comes out, “She deserves to get betrayed” 
Oh does she know that your slutty used to sleep with her lover?
Ouch Owen you didn’t know this? What an idiotic crime full of trailers 
A love story’s now flying with the scandal of a sinner
A whore in the dusty bar you’re in lust with 
And a fake freaking cum she has

Coming in, your guilty and your innocent
Your villain and your saint
Your brilliant egoistic car on rent
Coming in, nasty mistress aged 30
Years by years living with my tragedy and your sin
Cruelty rushing faster than the time you know me
Hope you’re happy with that jerk on the set baby
A whore in the dusty bar you’re in lust with 
And a fake freaking cum she has

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