Here's my new song sick. Lyrics are below. I hope you like it. :)

xoxo,
MJ


Verse 1:
A woman's intuition
Has a great nose for deception.
It teaches her a magnificent deal of lessons.
I share that magic with you and you don't get it.
I always knew that you would end up with a nice girl.
It's you; I can't imagine you without a nice girl.
With you, I'm worried 'bout the snakey, dumb and spineless bitches.
Fuck your feelings, cut your throat, "I love you babe. I mean it." bitches.
Real life: you know that it's all love.
But, marry one of those and I'ma have to fuck you up.
Yes, you're a grown man.
You make your own decisions.
But, I love you and I'm always gonna give you my opinion.
I wish that you could see yourself through my eyes.
You'll call me crazy. But it's cool if you begin to realize.
'cause I have no right to say to you that this ain't 
But, listen close and read my mind. Baby this ain't it.

Verse 2:
I'm giving you every piece of me.
Why don't you give me a taste,  baby?
I want you uncontrollably.
Inevitably
You're on my mind. Don't be silly; I know my place.
You've truly nothing to explain.
But if I fix my mouth to say
I don't want you that way
you know I'm lying.
You know I'm lying.

Bridge:
Keep on giving your heart to the heartless.
Keep on giving your soul to the soulless.
Loyalty for disrespect.
Keep on opening your mind to the silly bitches.
You just keep on playing yourself.
And wondering why you need help.
These girls throw you on a shelf.

Verse 3:
You look so good in black, baby.
The sight of you is sickening.
You've always got a piece of me. 
Indisputably.
I'm yours. you're mine.
Oh me oh my.

Verse 4:
No the hell I'm not. Don't call me jealous. 
I only get this way 'cause I'm being protective.
Say you're picky but you keep on fuckin' with these silly bitches.
I wash my hands of this shit. It's not my business.
I know how much you hate toxicity (detox)
So as long as baby makes you a priority (triage)
End of a golden era somethin' blue-ing
Blanche Devereaux: I'm gonna bless this union.
I couldn't hear you. Can you talk a little louder?
Me stop you from being happy? Bitch how dare you?
Fuck you talkin' 'bout you don't like my reaction?
Like damn it man. Can we have a conversation?
He saw ass, he saw ass, he saw ass 
and mistook it for love. 
We were cool ain't this sad?
Like how this bitch got you actin' like a bitch now?

Just listen to me.

Chorus:
I'm just sick of seeing you broken
Punch-lining on immature jokes 
And watching how atrocious it goes
when you get hit by Cupid's stray arrow
Deflate that head. It isn't that deep. 
The world won't end if it isn't me.
But not her. Not her. Not her.

I'm just sick of seeing you broken
Punch-lining on immature jokes 
And watching how atrocious it goes
when you get hit by Cupid's stray arrow
Deflate that head. It isn't that deep. 
The world won't end if it isn't me.
But not her. Not her. Not her.

You know what? I'm done. Fuck it. Go and do you.
A real friend is always gon' look out for you.
That's exactly what I've been trying to do.
But you don't get it.

Sick

Just makin' some playlists of fresh music from aspiring artists! 

Singer/Song-writer. Emo-Soul
#RnB #Soul #Alternative God First

Hello to all! I would give you a big crazy story; but at the root of everything, I love to sing. That is it. Every story I have will lead back to this point. Welcome to my world. Enjoy. :-)

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Bo Gooden is a singer/songwriter from Los Angeles CA USA who composes R&B/Funk songs which are distinctive for their uplifting and inspiring energy.

Sick

Manouchca Joseph