A letra dessa musica aqui é inecraditável

[Chorus]
And now I’m runnin’ with my dress unbuttoned
Screamin’, “But Daddy, I love him
I’m havin’ his baby”
No, I’m not, but you should see your faces
I’m tellin’ him to floor it through the fences
No, I’m not coming to my senses
I know he’s crazy, but he’s the one I want

[Post-Chorus]
I’ll tell you somethin’ right now
I’d rather burn my whole life down
Than listen to one more second of all this bitchin’ and moanin’
I’ll tell you somethin’ 'bout my good name
It’s mine alone to disgrace
I don’t cater to all these vipers dressed in empath’s clothing

[Bridge]
God save the most judgmental creeps
Who say they want what’s best for me
Sanctimoniously performing soliloquies I’ll never see
Thinkin’ it can change the beat
Of my heart when he touches me
And counteract the chemistry and undo the destiny
You ain’t gotta pray for me
Me and my wild boy, and all of his wild joy
If all you want is pray for me
That’s just white noise, that’s just my choice

Ela esculhambando todo mundo criticou o namoro dela com o matty e dizendo que preferia destruir a vida dela do que ouvir as criticas

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Preferimos essa:

I’m I-E-I-E-I-E-I-E-I-E-I p-plastic
P-plastic do-o-o-o-oll
P-plastic, technologic

Open me up and cut me loose
I come with a purse and new shoes
Am I your type?
Am I your type?
(Oh-la-la, oh-la-la, oh-oh, oh-la-la)
I’ve lived in a pink box so long
I am top shelf, they built me strong
Am I your type?
Am I your type?
(Oh-la-la, oh-la-la, oh-oh, oh-la-la)

'Cause I’ll have spent too long
Dancing all alone
Dancing to the same song
I’m no toy for a real boy
(Oh-la-la, oh-la-la)
If you’re a real boy

Don’t play with me, it just hurts me
I’m bouncing off the walls
No-no-no, I’m not your plastic doll
(Your plastic doll)

I’ve got blonde hair and cherry lips
I’m state of art, I’m microchipped
Am I your type?
Am I your type?
(Oh-la-la, oh-la-la, ooh-ooh, oh-la-la)

'Cause I’ll have spent too long
Dancing all alone
Dancing to the same song
I’m no toy for a real boy
(Oh-la-la, oh-la-la)
If you’re a real boy

Don’t play with me, it just hurts me
I’m bouncing off the walls
No-no-no, I’m not your plastic doll
Don’t play with me, it just hurts me
I’m bouncing off the walls
No-no-no, I’m not your plastic doll
(Your plastic doll)

Tell me, who dressed you?
Where’d you get that hat?
Why is she crying, what’s the price tag?
Who’s that girl, Malibu Gaga?
Looks so sad, what is this saga?
Oh

Don’t play with me, it just hurts me
I’m bouncing off the walls
No-no-no, I’m not your plastic doll
(Your plastic doll)
Don’t play with me, it just hurts me
I’m bouncing off the walls
No-no-no, I’m not your plastic doll
(Your plastic doll)

I’m I-E-I-E-I-E-I-E-I-E-I p-plastic
P-plastic do-o-o-o-oll
P-plastic, technologic
I’m I-E-I-E-I-E-I-E-I-E-I p-plastic (I’m not your plastic doll)
P-plastic do-o-o-o-oll
P-plastic, technologic

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me deixa em paz

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É o que você quer mesmo?

sim

“wild joy”. VSF, sabe?

Citando uma das melhores musica do album e de quebra tem mais lirico que tudo da gaga nessa década

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Pra quem desejou voltar pra 1830, nao me choca.

wild joy = ser nazi

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Ta bom então, desculpa

kkkkkkkkkkk
essa porra saida de um diario de adolescente, so no cerebro derretido dos swifites

linda

Gaga vagabunda patética :sneezing_face:

imagina cantar sobre o seu legado porque você é a única artista que tem um legado inquestionável e aclamado

Melhor que a de John Wayne e Do What You Want

mas papai eu amo ele

Um hino desses

https://x.com/TlDVL/status/1781069278906634698

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Ela querendo ir no recheio com o neonazi, mds