Bridget Belasyse will get satisfaction. (the title makes has nothing to do with the meaning of what I typed, but you'll get it near the end)
What a shame, what a shame.
I've processed the blame
As I gorge in creation I taste with my brain
Let me take just one piece
I'll release it into pieces
To take away all the guilt
that it buries me in
Darling, doll
You're making me sick
With your breasts heaving in place
and your perfect doll lips
Well, you know,
it's just not the same
when you put all the glasses
in a different place
My adversary lies between the sheets
But I stole it from the pantry's shadiest seats
Such a venomous pleasure I long to defeat
Sippin' Green Tea and anything numerically free
Just one moment;
Just one bittersweet moment
But things get better
when your head is pleased (somehow)
My tummy's full yet my belly aches
for some fucking assurance to medicate
The minerals compound into something
Something my body feels for, but not my brain
I know now
That I am somewhere somehow
But things get better
when I'm guilty
of everything I shouldn't be
It's thrilling when I get my way
I'll spit on all you fools
as I take in what I consume
I'll die just to get my way
internally I just might be insane
What a shame, what a shame.
I've processed the blame
As I gorge in creation I taste with my brain
Vivid dreams;
Disobedience haunts me
But when a crime brings me up to a smile
Degrading women all the while
You'll see...
[Extra part (not exactly in coordination with the song, but it sounds kind of vital to add taste to what I typed when I sing the way I think it should go in my head. Credit to nursery rhymes and Bobby Shafto, even if I don't care much to read about him. Supposedly, this song is about how he broke the heart of a girl named Bridget Belasyse after marrying another woman named Anne Duncombe on April 18th, 1740. Two weeks later, the girl who had a very long crush on him died after hearing the news. Some say she died because of the heart ache she felt. This is a little ironic seeing as to it I just watched a video about a girl's first crush with a story just like that. ANYWAYS...]
Bobby Shafto's gone to sea,
Silver buckles on his knee;
He'll come back and marry me,
Bonny Bobby Shafto!
I've processed the blame
As I gorge in creation I taste with my brain
Let me take just one piece
I'll release it into pieces
To take away all the guilt
that it buries me in
Darling, doll
You're making me sick
With your breasts heaving in place
and your perfect doll lips
Well, you know,
it's just not the same
when you put all the glasses
in a different place
My adversary lies between the sheets
But I stole it from the pantry's shadiest seats
Such a venomous pleasure I long to defeat
Sippin' Green Tea and anything numerically free
Just one moment;
Just one bittersweet moment
But things get better
when your head is pleased (somehow)
My tummy's full yet my belly aches
for some fucking assurance to medicate
The minerals compound into something
Something my body feels for, but not my brain
I know now
That I am somewhere somehow
But things get better
when I'm guilty
of everything I shouldn't be
It's thrilling when I get my way
I'll spit on all you fools
as I take in what I consume
I'll die just to get my way
internally I just might be insane
What a shame, what a shame.
I've processed the blame
As I gorge in creation I taste with my brain
Vivid dreams;
Disobedience haunts me
But when a crime brings me up to a smile
Degrading women all the while
You'll see...
[Extra part (not exactly in coordination with the song, but it sounds kind of vital to add taste to what I typed when I sing the way I think it should go in my head. Credit to nursery rhymes and Bobby Shafto, even if I don't care much to read about him. Supposedly, this song is about how he broke the heart of a girl named Bridget Belasyse after marrying another woman named Anne Duncombe on April 18th, 1740. Two weeks later, the girl who had a very long crush on him died after hearing the news. Some say she died because of the heart ache she felt. This is a little ironic seeing as to it I just watched a video about a girl's first crush with a story just like that. ANYWAYS...]
Bobby Shafto's gone to sea,
Silver buckles on his knee;
He'll come back and marry me,
Bonny Bobby Shafto!