Song | The Beat That My Heart Skipped |
Artist | Dan Le Sac vs Scroobius Pip |
Album | The Beat That My Heart Skipped |
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Every now and then I cower and I need to find empowerment | |
Empowerment is paramount to how I can begin to mount | |
A plan that I can implement | |
to make a dent on ignorance | |
Instead of drunk belligerence | |
and the dissidence of miscreants | |
Especially in this instance | |
with the never ending persistence | |
to use the words in each sentence | |
as if they were blunt instruments | |
to beat a hole in the defense | |
of this beauty and her innocence | |
which serves to just build resistance | |
in spite of all my good intents. | |
The beat that my heart skipped | |
This is the beat that my heart skipped when we first met | |
Now that I've heard it, it leaves me with a kind of regret | |
No disrespect | |
But we left a lot of people upset | |
And what we had wasn't really what we'd come to expect | |
Well good god damn and other such phrases | |
I haven't heard a beat like this in ages | |
To miss such a beat would have been outrageous | |
But when you heart skips a beat its ruthless and aimless | |
She caught my attention in her fishnets | |
Then she reeled me in expecting nothing more than kissed necks and quick sex | |
But that weren't the case with this platinum princess | |
She's attracted my interest | |
So I wanted to impress'. | |
Upon her all the positive things | |
That come form having more than just a one night fling | |
But that's something that's easier in theory than in practice | |
Since pick up lines are tactics | |
To get prey to the mattress | |
And this actress | |
Is practiced | |
In shunning such theatrics | |
When put upon daily by tactless geriatrics | |
So my genuine advances are met with po-faced skepticism | |
Throwing complements but she just straight elects to miss them | |
Her lips were put on this earth for dispersing wisdom | |
God forbid I suggest she lets me kiss them | |
But I really want to know what she thinks of me | |
Because I'm loving every idiosyncrasy | |
But I ain't one to jump through hoops to make a 1st impression | |
Been there, done that, learnt the worst of lessons | |
We want to be loved for who we appear to be instead of who we are | |
So I real selves take a backseat behind the pomp and the façade | |
And that's as true of the rude boys, downing pints and acting hard | |
As of the kids shunning convention with clinical disregard |
Every now and then I cower and I need to find empowerment | |
Empowerment is paramount to how I can begin to mount | |
A plan that I can implement | |
to make a dent on ignorance | |
Instead of drunk belligerence | |
and the dissidence of miscreants | |
Especially in this instance | |
with the never ending persistence | |
to use the words in each sentence | |
as if they were blunt instruments | |
to beat a hole in the defense | |
of this beauty and her innocence | |
which serves to just build resistance | |
in spite of all my good intents. | |
The beat that my heart skipped | |
This is the beat that my heart skipped when we first met | |
Now that I' ve heard it, it leaves me with a kind of regret | |
No disrespect | |
But we left a lot of people upset | |
And what we had wasn' t really what we' d come to expect | |
Well good god damn and other such phrases | |
I haven' t heard a beat like this in ages | |
To miss such a beat would have been outrageous | |
But when you heart skips a beat its ruthless and aimless | |
She caught my attention in her fishnets | |
Then she reeled me in expecting nothing more than kissed necks and quick sex | |
But that weren' t the case with this platinum princess | |
She' s attracted my interest | |
So I wanted to impress'. | |
Upon her all the positive things | |
That come form having more than just a one night fling | |
But that' s something that' s easier in theory than in practice | |
Since pick up lines are tactics | |
To get prey to the mattress | |
And this actress | |
Is practiced | |
In shunning such theatrics | |
When put upon daily by tactless geriatrics | |
So my genuine advances are met with pofaced skepticism | |
Throwing complements but she just straight elects to miss them | |
Her lips were put on this earth for dispersing wisdom | |
God forbid I suggest she lets me kiss them | |
But I really want to know what she thinks of me | |
Because I' m loving every idiosyncrasy | |
But I ain' t one to jump through hoops to make a 1st impression | |
Been there, done that, learnt the worst of lessons | |
We want to be loved for who we appear to be instead of who we are | |
So I real selves take a backseat behind the pomp and the fa ade | |
And that' s as true of the rude boys, downing pints and acting hard | |
As of the kids shunning convention with clinical disregard |
Every now and then I cower and I need to find empowerment | |
Empowerment is paramount to how I can begin to mount | |
A plan that I can implement | |
to make a dent on ignorance | |
Instead of drunk belligerence | |
and the dissidence of miscreants | |
Especially in this instance | |
with the never ending persistence | |
to use the words in each sentence | |
as if they were blunt instruments | |
to beat a hole in the defense | |
of this beauty and her innocence | |
which serves to just build resistance | |
in spite of all my good intents. | |
The beat that my heart skipped | |
This is the beat that my heart skipped when we first met | |
Now that I' ve heard it, it leaves me with a kind of regret | |
No disrespect | |
But we left a lot of people upset | |
And what we had wasn' t really what we' d come to expect | |
Well good god damn and other such phrases | |
I haven' t heard a beat like this in ages | |
To miss such a beat would have been outrageous | |
But when you heart skips a beat its ruthless and aimless | |
She caught my attention in her fishnets | |
Then she reeled me in expecting nothing more than kissed necks and quick sex | |
But that weren' t the case with this platinum princess | |
She' s attracted my interest | |
So I wanted to impress'. | |
Upon her all the positive things | |
That come form having more than just a one night fling | |
But that' s something that' s easier in theory than in practice | |
Since pick up lines are tactics | |
To get prey to the mattress | |
And this actress | |
Is practiced | |
In shunning such theatrics | |
When put upon daily by tactless geriatrics | |
So my genuine advances are met with pofaced skepticism | |
Throwing complements but she just straight elects to miss them | |
Her lips were put on this earth for dispersing wisdom | |
God forbid I suggest she lets me kiss them | |
But I really want to know what she thinks of me | |
Because I' m loving every idiosyncrasy | |
But I ain' t one to jump through hoops to make a 1st impression | |
Been there, done that, learnt the worst of lessons | |
We want to be loved for who we appear to be instead of who we are | |
So I real selves take a backseat behind the pomp and the fa ade | |
And that' s as true of the rude boys, downing pints and acting hard | |
As of the kids shunning convention with clinical disregard |