Take You Out

by American Money

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Hey stranger, I hope all is well
I guess it would be getting hot this time of year in Hell
I told your mother, I told all my friends
About the length to which my disrespect for you extends
I hear you're shacked up with some other guy
I wish you the best, by which I mean fuck off and die

I'll beat you, defeat you
Malign you and mistreat you
I'll beat you, defeat you
Deny you and delete you
But you don't even what all this fuss is about
And that's precisely the reason I'm gonna ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-take you out

I'm not perfect, but how could I see
What a total disappointment you would turn out to be
Ah regrets, I've had a few
My greatest one is ever having set my sights on you

I'll beat you, defeat you
Contest yu and unseat you
If this was the jungle I would kill and skin and eat you
I'm sorry if this conversation stresses you out
They say success is revenge
Your meanness justifies then ends
And when I find you again
I'll give you something else to worry about

One more thing
I'm raising a toast
To celebrate your passage to the land of wind and ghosts

I'll beat you, defeat you
Deny you and delete you
I'll beat you, defeat you
Malign you and mistreat
But you don't even know what I am talking about
They say success is revenge
Your meanness justifies your end
I need not tell you again
I'm gonna ta-ta-ta-ta-ta take you

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released July 9, 2016

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Songs of self belief and self doubt.

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