Album: Chris (2018)
Charted: 85
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  • Chris!

    I'm gone in a flick, but back in a second
    With salted skin, rash for no reason
    Boys are loading their arms, girls gasp with envy
    F-f-for whom are they mimicking endlessly?
    Same old sadness in small lumps on my jaw
    For lusting after is the usual freak show
    May your girl come, birdie die under this spur
    F-f-f-fingers angrily sunk on the jugular, then girlfriend

    Don't feel like a girlfriend
    But lover
    Damn, I'd be your lover
    Girlfriend
    Don't feel like a girlfriend
    But lover
    Damn, I'd be your lover (touché, touché yeah)

    Yes sir, I am wet, for I abandoned my fame in the lake
    Let's see now how fast you're breathing
    And how long this will all take
    Those who used to pass by me think they are baffling a liar
    F-fuck is you? You don't even taste much better!
    Came back steaming in sweats in the morning
    I muscled in for I wanted to hold him
    Then shriveled to let those bird-dogs rage through
    F-fuck is me? F-fuck is you, f-fuck is you, now, girlfriend

    Don't feel like a girlfriend
    But lover
    Damn, I'd be your lover
    Girlfriend
    Don't feel like a girlfriend
    But lover
    Damn, I'd be your lover

    Chris, I don't know why you trippin'

    Touché, touché, touché, touché
    Touché, touché, touché, touché
    Touché, touché, touché, touché

    You got to keep on rollin' girl, keep rollin', rollin' (touché, touché)

    Touché, touché, touché, touché (b-b-b-baby)
    Touché, touché, touché, touché (b-b-b-baby)
    Touché, touché, touché, touché (b-b-b-baby)
    Touché, touché, touché, touché (b-b-b-baby) (oh no, yeah) Writer/s: Damon Garrett Riddick, Heloise Letissier
    Publisher: DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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