Name: meet me at our spot — Amanda CêDois [cover] by Amanda CêDois
Duration: 2 min 44 s
Description: Still figuring out what to put here #cover

faixa sobre a saudade do calor que é estar com quem a gente gosta

Saudades da praia (2 minutos de lembrança sentimental pelos litorais)

Still figuring out what to put here #cover 

meet me at our spot — Amanda CêDois [cover]

Miss Maggie was way too young to understand
Why she got thrown into someone else's hands
Why she woke up to strange men
They tore her to pieces and she couldn't comprehend
Why she was locked up in a basement filled with men
Should've gone to school, instead she did them

Don't touch me, I'm fragile
I'm bitter in my heart
Mama sold me for candy
And I was ruined from the start

Why do you have to sell me to those mean old men?
They cut me up in places I don't even understand
It's normalcy to me but how will my friends understand?
I'm five years old sleepin' with a million men

All grown up and her body has decayed
All those promiscuous games she had to play
No, she skipped the jungle-jungle-gym phase
She's tryin' to look at things in a bright way
Sees the light peekin' through the end of the hallway
No, she's tryna, tryna, tryna escape

I'm runnin' full force, dear
But it's harder when you're bones
I'm weak-kneed but I'm flyin' out of this hell hole

Why do you have to sell me to those mean old men?
They cut me up in places I don't even understand
It's normalcy to me but how will my friends understand?
I'm ten years old runnin' from a million men

Finally, the light is comin' close
No turning back, run full force
Angels swoop down and grab me
And now I'm safe away from the million men who raised me

Why do you have to sell me to those mean old men?
They cut me up in places I don't even understand
It's normalcy to me, how will my boyfriend understand?
I'm seventeen with a history of a million men, men

A million men, men
A million men, a million men
A, a million, a million men
A million men, men
A million men

A Million Men

A Million Men (Worktape)

Spiders Are Disgusting - Demo

A battle theme based on the Spanish/North African style of composition.

MAGREDOM

You wandered your way in 
Don't think I didn't see you creeping 
With your legs like candy canes
I wonder who puts your love to shame 
Will you break my candy heart? 
Or will you tear my castle apart?

Oh who knew?
That you'd leave me a sugar plum bruise.

You're such a sucker
You motherfucker
Thinking you can treat me this way
You're going down, underground
Right where the devil lays
I'm the queen of hearts
I'll give you scars that you'll never forget 
Speak again and it's off with your head 
The last thing you'll be seeing is the crown that you dread 

It's kinda funny how you think you could get away 
This isn't candy-land
I'm not a game you can play 
So welcome to my wonderland 
I'll pour a drink while your heart is in my hand 

So sit down and I'll tell you this nicely
Stop screaming! I'm trying to be polite please!

You're such a sucker
You motherfucker
Thinking you can treat me this way
You're going down, underground
Right where the devil lays
I'm the queen of hearts
I'll give you scars that you'll never forget 
Speak again and it's off with your head 
The last thing you'll be seeing is the crown that you dread

Oh who knew? 
That I'd be the one to cut through you!

queen of hearts

 Are you fresh like a mint? 
Are you warm like chocolate?
Are you sweet?
Are you sour?
Could you meet me in half an hour?

You make my bubblegum pop
My heart beats faster than Popping pop rocks I can hardly catch a breath 
before you tell me what's next

 Are you fresh like a mint? 
Are you warm like chocolate?
Are you sweet?
Are you sour?
Could you meet me in half an hour?

I see you're candy cane legs jumping over the fence
I really don't know where the time went 
I can't wait till you get inside
Will you be my candy king tonight 

 Are you fresh like a mint? 
Are you warm like chocolate?
Are you sweet?
Are you sour?
Could you meet me in half an hour?

 Are you fresh like a mint? 
Are you warm like chocolate?
Are you sweet?
Are you sour?
Could you stay with me for a few hours?




mint

you're sitting down in front of me,
saying how you're sick of getting lost in the city 
you'd rather be doing anything than listen to those neon lights, buzzing

you look at me through bloodshot eyes 
i know youre blowing smoke in your spare time
youre saying it's time to say goodnight
and tell me we'll talk about this next time

meet me at our spot — Amanda CêDois [cover]

Amanda CêDois

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