No strings
This is a song that I have been listening to quite a lot lately. Made by the lovely Chlöe Howl, it does certainly say something, this song.
We're both there at the same time
We both go
Don't need to talk to each other
We've got codes
Have a bit too much to drink
Say Hello
We are gonna go home together
We really should know better
Well, fuck your 'no strings'
And your heroin
But I'm, but I'm imagining things
No strings
Kind of hope I have twins
Come on, come on
Am I imagining something?
You can't win, at all
The trouble with 'no stings'
Is that you can only fall
They are playing our favourite song
You come dance near me
But not for long
You know, sometimes I think you are so immature
Don't know what trip you are on
Don't even know if I'm the right sex
You don't even know if I am the right sex, do you?
Fuck your 'no strings'
And your heroin
But I'm, but I'm imagining things
No strings
Kind of hope I have twins
Come on, come on
Am I imagining something?
You can't win, at all
The trouble with 'no stings'
Is that you can only fall
With all this love
You are unproctecting
I hate to think
Of what you are collecting
The novelty is worn
You can't get it for nothing
So let's put this to bed
Let's put this to bed
Without crawling in your bed
Well, fuck your 'no strings'
And your heroin
But I'm, but I'm imagining things
No strings
Kind of hope I have twins
Come on, come on
Am I imagining something?
You can't win, at all
The trouble with 'no stings'
Is that you can only fall
No more crawling in your bed
Fuck your 'no strings'
And your heroin
But I'm, but I'm imagining things
No strings
Kind of hope I have twins
Come on, come on
Am I imagining something?
You can't win, at all
The trouble with 'no stings'
Is that you can only fall
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