A Place To Crash (Instrumental)

A Place to Crash (Instrumental Version) - The Hit Co. (熱歌公司)

Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah, oh yeah

I-I-I'm on a mission

To abuse my position

Abuse it with you

Love, I'm a cynical b**ch

I'm gonna scratch that itch

With a b**ch like you

Harder thinkers make me miserable

Everything is unforgivable

If not for you, I wouldn't come at all

Find a place to crash

Boom, boom, boom, boom, labida

Move your phoney a**

Boom, boom, boom, boom, labida

Love me like I'm cash

Boom, boom, boom, boom, labida

You can feel the clash

Boom, boom, boom, boom, labida

Guitar, oh yeah, oh yeah

T-t-there's a freak in here

Looking for someone like me

I fit their description perfectly

Boom, boom, boom

I bet they'll desert you

They would if they met you

Met you with me

Every move you make is poetry

They all fake what you do naturally

If not for you, I wouldn't come at all

Find a place to crash

Boom, boom, boom, boom, labida

Move your phoney a**

Boom, boom, boom, boom, labida

Love me like I'm cash

Boom, boom, boom, boom, labida

You can see the clash

Boom, boom, boom, boom, labida

Kiss me with your mouth

Teach me with your brain

All right

These things I say

When I say nothing at all

It leaves a taste in my stomach

And its no taste at all

I can sing, I can't dance

But it don't stop me at all

It's a ball and I'll call

If I call you at all

Love is the reason, but it won't pay my rent

Only baloney fill your dish in the dent

I won't be happy till the money's been spent

I forget to forget, oh forget, oh forget

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah