A Waterfall House Of Music~

*is in the house randomly singing to myself*

Let the record play,
Let the record play,
Let the record play.

The way that you dance,
The way that you move,
The way that you stare at me across the room,
You carry Dior bags,
And you got your Chanel,
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG and YSL,
Now I got Bathing Ape,
I got DCMA,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain,
I got a model 26,
But she stays in her place,
I got a Kershaw neatly,
Tucked inside in my waist.


And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters been muggin' on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say "Aha, ahha",
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.

Now she sweating my friends,
And my hurricane shoes,
She likes the records I spin,
My Adam Barton tattoos,
But she can't say "what's up",
So what does she do,
She just stays posted up,
The other side of the room,
I got AMC tattooed on my hand,
I got black wall street on a black bandana.


And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters been muggin' on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say "Aha, ahha",
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.

She, she, she don't wanna talk about it,
He, he, he wants to fight about,
Me, me, I don't wanna fight about it,
I just wanna be about it,
I'm just trying to stay off out it,
Step out the wagon,
You know the boy starts to hate,
The girl that came with him,
They like that's not the boy she dates,
They keep on fighting and swearing,
And now the boyfriend is staring,
The disco ball on the ceiling,
Looks like the chain that I'm wearing,
But the music keeps playing

I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain.

And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters been muggin' on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters mean muggin' on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.

You carry Dior bags,
And you got your Chanel,
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG, and YSL,
Now I got Bathing Ape,
I got DCMA,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain.

*is now dancing on the counter singing with facail expressions*

Your empty walls...
Your empty walls...
Pretentious attention
Dismissive apprehension
Don't waste your time, on coffins today
When we decline, from the confines of our mind
Don't waste your time, on coffins today

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

I want you
To be
Left behind those empty walls
Taunt you
To see
From behind those empty walls

Those empty walls
When we decline, from the confines of our mind
Don't waste your time, on coffins today

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

I want you
To be
Left behind those empty walls
Taunt you
To see
From behind those empty walls
Want you to be
Left behind those empty walls
Taunt you
To see
From behind those empty walls

From behind those empty walls
From behind those empty walls
The walls
From behind those empty walls

I loved you
Yesterday, before
You killed my family

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

Don't you see their bodies burning?
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication

I want you
To be
Left behind those empty walls
Taunt you
To see
From behind those empty walls
Want you to be, left behind those empty walls
Taunt you
To see
From behind those empty walls
From behind those empty walls
From behind those fucking walls
From behind those God damn walls
Those walls...
Those walls...

*has made my way to couch singing*


Roses are red and
Violets are blue
Honey is sweet, but not as sweet as you
Roses are red and
Violets are blue.
Ad I'd aid I'd mud
Ad I'd aid I'd mud
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Come pick my Roses!
Sweet from the flowers
Honey from the bees
I've got a feeling, I'm ready to release
Roses are red and
Violets are blue
Honey is sweet,
But not as sweet as you.
It's invisible but, so touchable
And I can feel it on my body,
So emotional.
I'm on a ride, on a ride
I'm a passenger.
I'm a victim of a hot love messenger.
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
The only thing he said was
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
And roses are red.
Come with me baby,
Please fulfill my wish
Show it to me truly,
Show me with a kiss.
Roses are red and
Violets are blue
Honey is sweet,
But not as sweet as you.
It's invisible but, so touchable
And I can feel it on my body,
So emotional.
I'm on a ride, on a ride
I'm a passenger.
I'm a victim of a hot love messenger.
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
The only thing he said was
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
And roses are red.
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
The only thing he said was
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Ad I'd aid I'd mud
Ad I'd aid I'd mud
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Don't take my roses away!
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
The only thing he said was
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
And roses are red.
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
The only thing you said was
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
Dum di dia di da
My roses are red.
Oooh oooh oooh, yeah!
Ad I'd aid I'd mud
Ad I'd aid I'd mud