Song: Little Black Backpack
Artist: Stroke 9
Album: Nasty Little Thoughts
Well I know it's,
It's a shame.
A shame I can't show it.
And I see it,
I can see it now,
But I'm so far below it.
Chorus:
Don't wanna,
Don't wanna talk about it.
I say why not?
Don't wanna think about it.
I say there's got to be some good reason,
For your little black backpack.
Up, smack, turnaround he's on his back and
Don't wanna tango with you.
I'd rather tangle with him.
I think I'm gonna bash his head in,
And this shouldn't concern you except that,
Just don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back.
And I can feel you,
Yes I can.
What about that don't you understand?
And I sense you,
It's something sensual,
But it's less than I planned.
[Chorus]
You're trying to find a reason for the way you feel tonight
You're mind is lined with layers of lead
Have you heard one thing that I've said?
[Chorus]
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