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I Want Ed Hardy

By Frederick

VERSE 1

Life has become a chore, and the day’s a bore.

Paint my face for war, imagine my body drifting from the shore.

Next day again I ready for more, ready for my chance to score.

All goals have drifted off, all roads lead to a single spot.

Drop my ass to the floor on beat, feeling numb body cold I’m craving the heat

PRE CHORUS 1

Open my eyes and I’m back on the school bus.

Music blasting so my mind doesn't make a fuss , bumps make me shake in my seat.

Shit I should be feeling at the club, feeling the rhythm in my feet.

Why am I so obsessed with being not like the rest,

Put that shit to rest, look out the window on my left.

CHORUS 

I want Ed Hardy, I want to party.

I want a climax, fuck a finality

Kill to be a fantasy, but I’ll be nothing but a memory

Kiss me from all the way there, show me you care

Watch me face life like it's a dare

VERSE 2

Happy to be a mess, I get off the stress.

Breaking down to soaring up, it’s seamless

Never the model, always the seamstress

Glitter in the air, this suffering needs more flair

See me and think anything or nothing, I’m your dream and reality

You can pull me out the delusion , but you’ll never see what’s behind the illusion

PRE CHORUS 2

Tears wash away like precipitation.

Preparation’s the only thing that keeps me away from sensation.

Lost the key to the equation, now I just stare in space and,

Waiting for my white horse that’ll never come, whatever I’ll buy just it, continue curation.

From me to god, the wants are lost in translation, now every action is made with hesitation

But I know for certain…

CHORUS 

I want Ed Hardy, I want to party.

I want a climax, fuck a finality

Kill to be a fantasy, but I’ll be nothing but a memory

Kiss me from all the way there, show me you care

Watch me face life like it's a dare.

BRIDGE

This isn’t a show, so don’t take it slow. 

And when you look me in the eye one more time, notice the shine missing for years. 

And when you find my body, fix up the makeup caked on and cry no tears.

And when you ready me for burial, go and find an Ed Hardy tracksuit for my corpse to wear.

CHORUS 

I had Ed Hardy, I never partied.

I got the climax, faced with finality.

Died to be a fantasy, but now nothing but a memory

Fuck me from all the way there, show me you all still care

Watch me make a final prayer.