YSFP Songtext
von Red Ribbon

You′re so fucking pretty
It's in the air
Do you wanna get with me?
I don′t care
I think that I'm crazy
I think that I'm sad
I think that I′m lazy
I think that I′m bad

In the sense that you can't fuck with me
Maybe you should try your luck and see
Maybe next week you′ll be on TV
No, it really don't mean much to me

You′re so fucking pretty
You're so fucking pretty
You′re so fucking pretty
You're so fucking pretty


You're gonna kiss me
You′re gonna get mad
Watching my dark mind
As like clouds in the sky
You think that I′m stupid
You think that I'm blind
You think that I′m angry
Do you think that I'm fine?

No, it don′t make any sense to me
No, it don't make any sense to me
No, it don′t make any sense to me
No, it don't make any sense to me

You're so fucking pretty
You′re so fucking pretty
You′re so fucking pretty
You're so fucking pretty


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