Strip Pop

by Rae Lydia

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released July 19, 2015

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Track Name: Bad Blood (Taylor Swift)
Cuz baby now we got bad blood
You know it used to be mad love
So take a look at what you've done
Cuz baby now we've got bad blood

And now we've got problems
And I don't think we can solve em
You made a really deep cut
And baby now we've got bad blood

Did you have to do this? I was thinking that you could be trusted
Did you have to ruin what was shiny, now it's all rusted
Did you have to hit me
Where I'm weak, baby, I couldn't breathe
And rub it in so deep
Salt in the wound, like you're laughing right at me

It's so sad to think about the good times
You and I

Cuz baby now we got bad blood
You know it used to be mad love
So take a look at what you've done
Cuz baby now we've got bad blood

And now we've got problems
And I don't think we can solve em
You made a really deep cut
And baby now we've got bad blood

Did you think we'd be fine?
Still got scars on my back from your knife
So don't think it's in the past
These kind of wounds they last and they last

Now did you think it all through
All these things will catch up to you and
Time can heal, but this won't
So if you're coming my way
Just don't

It's so sad to think about the good times
You and I

Cuz baby now we got bad blood
You know it used to be mad love
So take a look at what you've done
Cuz baby now we've got bad blood

And now we've got problems
And I don't think we can solve em
You made a really deep cut
And baby now we've got bad blood
Track Name: Ex Factor (Lauryn Hill)
It could all be so simple
But you'd rather make it hard
Loving you is like a battle
And we both end up with scars
Tell me, who I have to be
To get some reciprocity?
No one loves you more than me
And no one ever will

No matter how I think we grow
You always seem to let me know
It ain't working
It ain't working

And when I try to walk away, you hurt yourself to make me stay
This is crazy
This is crazy


I keep letting you back in
How can I explain myself?
As painful as this thing has been,
I just can't be with no one else
See I know what
We've got to do
You let go, and I'll let go too
No one hurts me more than you
And no one ever will

No matter how I think we grow, you always seem to let me know
It ain't working
It ain't working

And when I try to walk away, you'd hurt yourself to make me stay
This is crazy
THIS is crazy!

Care for me care for me,
I know you care for me
There for me, there for me
Said you'd be there for me
Cry for me, cry for me
you said you'd die for me
Give to me, give to me
Why don't you live for me

Where were you when I needed you?
Track Name: Woe (Say Anything) *Warning* Explicit
All the words in my mouth, that the scene deemed unworthy of letting out, banded together to form a makeshift militia,
And burrow bloodily through my tongue and my teeth!

So I stood proud in the gallery,
With my open socket of a mouth for them to see
They all just laughed, and said
That boy, he

That boy's got woe
Woe
He lives with woe,
Woe

And this girl, who I met
Whose pride makes her hard to forget
She took pity on me, horizontally
But most likely because of my band!
And that's, all I can get
When I'm lonely

And these visions of death seem to own me
In the quiet
Of the classrooms
All across, the stacked United States of Woe
Woe
We live with woe!

She said!
I can't get laid in this town, without these pointy f*cking shoes!
My feet are so black and blue, and so are you!

Please, take me
Out of my body
Up through the palm trees to
Smell California in sweet hypocrisy
Floating my senses, surround my body
I wake my nose to smell that ocean burn

So now I'm forging ahead past all the plutocrats who sold me out
Go sob in your beds, if life is twice as pretty once you're dead
Then send me a card! I'm still the optimist though it is hard

When all you want to be
Is in
A dream