Infatuation

Flobots

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    You played the field like a tractor
    Scoped for greener pastures
    But you never have scored
    What you've never asked for

    Met someone who made me glow
    Passion was like crazy whoah
    Doted on another though
    So of course I let her go

    Oh no my adrenal recipe's
    Overloaded by phenylethlamine
    If it keeps on misdirecting me
    Fuck it that's gonna mean vasectomy

    And when the liquor pours it's
    Set the table get the door
    Wrestle naked hit the floor
    But I don't seek that shit no more

    It's different for me
    Try to tell myself a different story
    This alphamale recount-the-tale bullshit can just destroy me

    'Cause what we say is what we seek
    What we seek is what we get
    What we get is what we give
    I can't give you nothing yet

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    Except

    Infatuation

    Take these words and turn them into lies
    Serve me up with food that does not feed
    Satiate my every last desire
    Is this the thing I want or the thing I need

    He collects clips from magazines
    Found them full of hollow points
    Mixes Medea with the media
    They both consume the young
    The same old song gets sung
    He wants to hang
    So he gets hung
    He's chasing father figures
    A real son of a gun

    I don't cotton to the coffin nails
    Caught up quiet don't make bail
    Umpteen years for move'n keys
    Ironic he's locked up in jail

    Outside he is idolized
    My sister's class and ask the boys
    They wanna just be like him and move more rocks than belts of asteroids

    Better strapped and paranoid
    Than in the streets without a choice
    Peace of mind has been destroyed
    But now he's got a louder voice

    Idols lie to idle minds
    Sayin' I don't mind if I got mine
    If all our lies are idealized
    Then all our crimes are idolized
    It's

    If this isn't love why does my heart hurt so bad?

    You don't know why
    You wanna be the man
    You wanna be demanded
    By other people's hands so high
    You're caught up in its leaves
    Make the audience freeze at the thought
    But you don't know why
    You wanna beat a man
    You wanna be demanded
    By other people hands so high
    You're caught up its sleeves
    Make the audience freeze
    Like a body in the trees

    Now everybody in the club stand still
    Like a rubber band filled
    With government bills

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    Composición: Matt Morris, Flobots y Andy Guerrero

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