Verse 1
just another
figure to consider/
like warmth in winter
glimmerin n hope
ina leaky boat
sailin drunken seas
in search of a cove
to roam, to rove/
to please
like sumfin to ease
my inner to my outer
no way to tell about her
she tell more of me
she makes me change my personality
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her name was Holly
innocent pure/
illusive to endure
like fishing lure/
hook pierced lip
calm the pain get pissed/
sly grin, deep gaze
the moment hits/4
wartorn by flirts
fluttering skirts/
overcome by the motion in
which the body curves/
attackin the nerves
with inspired drinking/
to be prepared
we can't be thinking/8
kiss with a passion
that craves something more/
respond in turn
but remain unsure/
our way to escape
a dystopian fate/
a life that don't matter
scared of the wake/12
scared of everything
sobriety will bring/
why will this be
such a rare fling/
tumblen together
down slopes of skree/
mirrors my thoughts
in a desperate plea/

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Hook: Pump it, loud,
make me black out/
drain me,
till I pass out/
Pump it, loud
make me pass out/
what we gonna do
when the lights go out/
just pump it, loud
blackout/
drown me
to end this drought/
pump it, loud
make me pass out/
just give me any way
to remove lifes doubt/

Verse 2:
provin to myself
i got nuthin to lose/
like tryna prove to myself
i got nufin to prove/
trapped ina void
that i can't avoid/
she be everywhere
n i get annoyed/ 4
and im not even
sure of the why/
I feel programmed,
forced to comply/
chekin the sea
for sexy femininity/
a trophy for a mantle
that be pretty empty/8
its feelin pointless with
no love involved/
becomes heartless
with no resolve/10
ina world of hate
escalatin divorce rates/
let's play it safe
with unprotected sex/12
you can get pregnancies
or std's
while i'm busy wunderin why
youd even wanna get with me
by dawn i lie
lonely naked knowin/
that the vanity in sexuality
is growing/
hook

verse 3:
to sober to be suave
to scared to make a move/
no need to escape
or slip to her groove/
that can come casually/
i'm speakin of a time when
life wasn't bad for me/ 4
remet holly through
noumenal senses/
beyond love lust
or any false pretences/
shatterin illusions
that she's to blame/
for the pressures in life that
leave men deranged/8
all those disney films that
said their all the same/
an object we deserve,
to search to obtain/
so that when we don't
we call 'em bitches n sluts/
and when we do
we call 'em worthless fucks/12
no altruism
in this sexual practice
dirty like the stain
that was left on my matress/
I held her
how I need to be held/
so what's real
hollygrams, no man can tell

verse 4:
she's more than a figure to consider
than warmth in winter/
More than status to protect
or teeth marks on the neck/
more than a cure to bullshit hate
more than escape, object to take/
for fucks sake
it's this thinking that leads to rape/
more than a hedonistic motif/
or any other momentry release/
a romanticised, sexual beast
roams the streets, like a bitch in heat
we've been programmed,
not forced to comply/
I keep on writing
though I don't know why
its suppose to be fun, loving, and free
I'm no longer sure what im suppose to be