( yea you gave me butterflies ) x4
--
with you, i can do it all
building all these mental walls
maybe what i said what flawed
but i love you oh my god
i wanna get closer to you
but don't know how you feel
i don't wanna fuck up the first thing
the first that's felt real
--
( you're hung like a fucking clothes line
we get hot but you have cold eyes
yeah i'll drop it like the bass line
i'm not fine, but i still look fine
I'm a devil, you're divine
yea you gave me butterflies
yea you gave me butterflies
yea you gave me butterflies ) x2
--
working on my mental health
i don't wanna kill myself
i can i feel it in my cells
i guess i finally know myself
and i'll dream of brighter days
but so far every day's worse
at least i know we feel the same
while we watch the world burn
--
( you're hung like a fucking clothes line
we get hot but you have cold eyes
yeah i'll drop it like the bass line
i'm not fine, but i still look fine
I'm a devil, you're divine
yea you gave me butterflies
yea you gave me butterflies
yea you gave me butterflies ) x2
--
( magic, and i make shit happen
addict, i'm a beast of habbit
plastic, and i'll learn with practice
panic, but look fantastic ) x2
--
you're hung like a fucking clothes line
we get hot but you have cold eyes
yeah i'll drop it like the bass line
i'm not fine, but i still look fine
I'm a devil, you're divine
yea you gave me butterflies
yea you gave me butterflies
yea you gave me butterflies
--
( you're hung like a fucking clothes line
we get hot but you have cold eyes
yeah i'll drop it like the bass line
i'm not fine, but i still look fine
I'm a devil, you're divine
yea you gave me butterflies
let's be besties, let's be wives
i'm a 10 dressed to the nines ) x2

Donna was recorded on a piano by the side of the road after learning of her death.  Found the piano, hit record, then went on my way.  No writing or retakes.

Donna

(Written in collaboration with another FAWMster, cicpisces!)

I accidentally mashed my hand on some drum pads that were inadvertently connected to the Thor synthesizer in Reason. The rest came out of that.

Enjoy! If you don't know what a "bussy" is, you should probably not Google it.

lyrics:

You stepped 
Too far 
You went 
Berserk 
You lost 
The plot 
You fell 
Down hurt 

You make 
Me mad 
You push 
Your luck 
You pull 
Up close 
Don't give 
That much 

At my bu$$y control
You do as you're told 
I'll treat you rough til you've had enough 
Show you what it means to feel tough love 
At my bu$$y control

You make 
Me mad 
You push 
Your luck 
You pull 
Up close 
Don't give 
That much 


You drop 
Your act 
You grab 
At love 
You pack 
A punch 
Then you 
Give up 

(more)

At my bu$$y control
You do as you're told 
I'll treat you rough til you've had enough 
Show you what it means to feel tough love 
At my bu$$y control

(artwork cheerfully nabbed from Gabriele Fontana)

Bu$$y Control

BITE THE CURB FT. MANIC KAZZY

he wants for nothing to be left that's been
I cleanse him off all of his sins
and on my doorstep he leaves his name
I drain the life out of his veins

I wanna love him but he want's to hurt
don't want to stay but be my prisoner
don't get me wrong I love to see you float 
I took your freedom but you took my heart

he calls me his little demon
but I think I am posessed
awake at night 
my bloodthurst kills my neck
I want your pretty skin
back under my teeth
to hypnotize you
till you can not breate

I know he poisons me
I know we shouldn't kiss
he'll be the end of me
and I'll be the end of his
don't you dare make me smile
my hearts an anarchist
he'll be the end of it
and I'll be the end of his

wanna love him but he wants to hurt
don't wanna stay but be my prisoner

SUCCUBUS

let me take control
I will treat you nicely
you don't want me to
that is good with me too baby
he my babyboy
he belongs to me
he don't wanna say it
but I got his vision hazy

he like a strong girl
he blushin when he with me
a little silly
he so gitty gona give a hicky
I dont bite 
but I might when youre so shy
not gon lie
when you smile
like that
I fly oh
baby youre still lingering
I push you gone you come back in
I hate youre little puppy eyes
they drive me crazy every time
you greedy thing
won't let me go
back where we were before
all the time

A Ghost in the Crowd

Riley Juliet