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I'm beggin', begging... really really beggin' you... not to test me My words are infectious and I have so many tricks up my sleeve So many different techniques to make you fold Tired of the possibilities you hang in front of me... shit's gettin' old And I'm sure, Oh I'm so sure you thought you had the lead, but when you looked up all you saw was the back of me Just watch how well I don't give a **** What? You need an example, well here's a sample, nah better yet... a handful I kissed you, you kissed me, I left you, you chased me Trust, it's not how I wanted it to be But I can't be locked in a box just cause you get lonely People need air, people need their own time even when there's none to spare An affectionate perfectionist, checking me in with a check list It could only go on for so long before I would start to not give a **** So now you wanna threaten me about tellin' people how you got the best of me Keep it... You got the best of 5%, you never even saw the rest of me The slander and random banter is really startin' to **** me off though The last thing you want is to ***** with me, trust me your not ready Embarrassment you'll bare if I open my mouth has no remedy So... I'm beggin', begging... really really beggin' you... not to test me -J.A.M
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Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 5:41 AM UTC
Pushing My Red Button
I'm beggin', begging... really really beggin' you... not to test me My words are infectious and I have so many tricks up my sleeve So many different techniques to make you fold Tired of the possibilities you hang in front of me... shit's gettin' old And I'm sure, Oh I'm so sure you thought you had the lead, but when you looked up all you saw was the back of me Just watch how well I don't give a **** What? You need an example, well here's a sample, nah better yet... a handful I kissed you, you kissed me, I left you, you chased me Trust, it's not how I wanted it to be But I can't be locked in a box just cause you get lonely People need air, people need their own time even when there's none to spare An affectionate perfectionist, checking me in with a check list It could only go on for so long before I would start to not give a **** So now you wanna threaten me about tellin' people how you got the best of me Keep it... You got the best of 5%, you never even saw the rest of me The slander and random banter is really startin' to **** me off though The last thing you want is to ***** with me, trust me your not ready Embarrassment you'll bare if I open my mouth has no remedy So... I'm beggin', begging... really really beggin' you... not to test me -J.A.M
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Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 5:41 AM UTC
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