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This track is from the album Pop Does Not Mean Popular: A Polite Introduction to Hussalonia (2004-2014) and is available for purchase on CD Baby here: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/hussalonia7

Pop Does Not Mean Popular: A Polite Introduction to Hussalonia (2004​-​2014)

Never Be Famous

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Have you brushed your teeth lately?
I bet you haven’t, baby.
I bet you hate it when you see me out with all of your friends.
Me and you was a nightmare,
Life is a daydream.
Now you’re gone, I don’t feel so crazy.
I don’t feel so worthless,
Without purpose,
But I love MDMA.

I see you all in the club,
Your ass all over the pole.
Then it’s all over a guy,
He’s tryna get to the hole.
Go to the corner, let him finger you for eighteen dollars.
Little did he know your pussy’s dry from all the marijuana.

You moved on, you do this, I told you I knew it.
Your teeth are rotting lately,
Does he remind you daily?
Is he the best you could find?
Is he so calm and so kind?
Your future is ruined,
I tried my best, you blew it.

I’m missing someone to pose with,
And going to shows with.
I signed up for a life, and you broke it.
You signed up for love and stepped on it with eight inch heels.
I hope you find your soulmate,
I know he won’t find his.
One day you’ll ask me to lie, and I’ll say, “Fuck off, bitch.”

I’ve got eight fucking love songs for someone I don’t love anymore.
Damn.
That’s sad.
That’s actually really embarrassing.
I don’t know what to say after that.
Yeah.

Baby, we were locked in,
Why you gotta call a locksmith?
You yell so damn loud I fucking lost it.
You suck so damn hard, he’ll really like you.
I should’ve never tried in the first place.
I mean never, like ever.
My life was hell and flames, just like the Nether.
I miss our Minecraft world.
I hate this.
I don’t want your brain, but your body’s contagious.
I feel bad for, like, all your friends.
At some point they’ll realize you’re not who you say you are.
Baby, you know it’ll go like the last time,
Like last time,
Like last time.

You moved on, you do this, I told you I knew it.
Your teeth are rotting lately,
Does he remind you daily?
Is he the best you could find?
Is he so calm and so kind?
Your future is ruined,
I tried my best, you blew it.

I’m missing someone to pose with,
And going to shows with.
I signed up for a life, and you broke it.
You signed up for love and stepped on it with eight inch heels.
I hope you find your soulmate,
I know he won’t find his.
One day you’ll ask me to lie, and I’ll say, “Fuck off, bitch.”
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