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Nadia Holt
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Dear Embreya
I knew I'd over-analyze
That look in your eyes
Shining like stars in the sky
Like diamonds and fire in the night
You really wanna get down with the get-down
Might as well take you to see the lights downtown
I'll make you burnt as brown dreams
And magnolia queens
I'm not calling you dumb
I don't mean any harm
It's just the way it sounded
Over voice calls
I'm not choosing myself over somebody else
If my life is worth more
What am I waiting for?
Miss Literary Artifact
Make boys around have heart attacks
You'll bat the butterflies away
And baby comes to play
Miss Diet Diamond
Ferris Wheel
French Riviera
Six inch heel
Like Carmen, Carmen, darling
Your plans sound really gnarly
I don't wanna hurt nobody
If you don't live for anybody
You've got a storm of angry rage
Keep up, baby, get on my page
I'm all about this generation
Assumptions, generalizations
I'm one of the kinds of people
Who loves life and lives for evil
The people are problems, we've got them on lock
Ooh, ooh, ooh
The babies wore bottles
And our general hot stuff
Breathe in diseases, doses of cancer
Pop him like pills like a ballet dancer
Rainbows of Pisces in these deep seas
What do you see?
What do I see?
Honey's a dreamer, she couldn't be meaner
Always walking backwards, turning into time warps
Baby's a dreamer, she couldn't be meaner
Always thinking forward, hearing all my last words
Miss Literary Artifact
Make boys around have heart attacks
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You'll bat the butterflies away
And baby comes to play
Miss Diet Diamond
Ferris Wheel
French Riviera
Six inch heel
Like Carmen, Carmen, darling
Your plans sound really gnarly
I don't wanna hurt nobody
If you don't live for anybody
You've got a storm of angry rage
Keep up, baby, get on my page
I'm all about this generation
Assumptions, generalizations
I'm one of the kinds of people
Who loves life and lives for evil
The people are problems, we've got them on lock
Ooh, ooh, ooh
The babies wore bottles
And our general hot stuff
Bags of gold and golden delicious
Primadonna oversuspicious
Anybody can be you
You're faker than designer shoes
Bring back the money
Bring back my baby
Don't tell me I'm crazy
If you want it, just take it
I don't wanna hurt nobody
If you don't live for anybody
You've got a storm of angry rage
Keep up, baby, get on my page
I'm all about this generation
Assumptions, generalizations
I'm one of the kinds of people
Who loves life and lives for evil
The people are problems, we've got them on lock
Ooh, ooh, ooh
The babies wore bottles
And our general hot stuff
All I see are American flags and American riches
American rags
Eyes so wide like American flags
American flags
American flags
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