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I Want You to Love Me I've waited many years Every print I left upon the track Has led me here And next year it'll be clear This was only leading me to that And by that time I hope that You love me You love me I move with the trees in the breeze I know that time is elastic And I know when I go All my particles disband and disperse And I'll be back in the pulse And I know none of this will matter in the long run But I know a sound is still a sound around no one And while I'm in this body I want somebody to want And I want what I want and I want You to love me You And I know that you do In the dark, I know that you do And I know that you know that you got The potential to pick me up And I want you to use it, blast the music Bang it, bite it, bruise it Whenever you want to begin, begin We don't have to go back to where we've been I am the woman who wants you to win And I've been waiting, waiting for You to love me You You Shameika I used to walk down the street On my way to school Grinding my teeth to a rhythm invisible I used my feet to crush dead leaves like they had fallen from trees Just for me just to be crashed cymbals In class, I passed the time Drawing a slash every time The second hand went by a group of Five, ten, twelve times is a minute But Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential I used to march down the windy, windy sidewalk Slapping my leg with the riding crop Thinking it made me come off so tough I didn't smile, because a smile always seemed rehearsed I wasn't afraid of the bullies, and that just made the bullies worse In class, I passed the time Drawing a slash every time The second hand went by a group of Five, ten, twelve times is a minute But Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Hurricane Gloria in excelsis deo That's my burden, my dream My dog, and my man, and my music is my holy trinity Hurricane Gloria in excelsis deo That's my burden, my dream My dog, and my man, and my music is my holy trinity Tony told me he described me as pissed off, funny and warm Sebastian said I'm a good man in a storm Back then I didn't know what potential meant And Shameika wasn't gentle and she wasn't my friend but She got through to me and I'll never see her again She got through to me and I'll never see her again I'm pissed off, funny and warm I'm a good man in a storm And when the fall is torrential, I'll recall Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Tony told me he described me as pissed off, funny and warm Sebastian said I'm a good man in a storm Back then I didn't know what potential meant But Shameika wasn't gentle and she wasn't my friend But she got through to me and I'll never see her again She got through to me and I'll never see her again I'm pissed off, funny and warm I'm a good man in a storm And when the fall is torrential, I'll recall Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Shameika said I had potential Fetch the Bolt Cutters I've been thinking about when I was trying to be your friend I thought it was then, but it wasn't, it wasn't genuine I was just so furious but I couldn't show you 'Cause I know you and I know what you can do And I don't wanna war with you, I won't afford it You get sore even when you win And you maim when you're on offense But you kill when you're on defense And you've got them all convinced That you're the means and the end All the VIPs and PYTs and wannabes Afraid of not being your friend And I've always been too smart for that But you know what
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