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Evann McIntosh

BULL$HIT

 

BULL$HIT


It's a passionate pain that burns in me
Snuck your way into familiarity
I must've mistaken your cold demeanor
For my fantasy
Why am I so attracted to my fears
And all your jealousy?

I was just hoping I could hold you
You just want something you can hold on to
Yeah

Girl next door living
Eight houses down from where I rise
You wear that thing I like
Make me idolize
You must have mistaken my cold demeanor
For ignorance
Why are you so attracted to your peers, babe?
Ventriloquist

I was just hoping I could hold you, baby
You just want something you can hold on to, to, to

Ain't it bullshit?
Ain't it bullshit?
Ain't it bull?
Ain't it bullshit?

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