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The first line of the song, "Chillin' with a hair tie," refers to Sartorius' perceived 'love interest'. One can take the hair tie to mean that she is strangling her own expression and emotions, with her hair representing expression and the tie representing a chokehold.
The next verse goes as follows, "But I think you need something to think of me / Something that will keep you warm / And show me that we can be more than just this / So baby, if you are not ready for my kiss."
"Then you can wear my sweatshirt And you can tell your friends We'll be together 'til the end Girl, you can wear my sweatshirt 'Cause you're the only one I hold And I don't want you to be cold So, baby, wear my..."
The second verse, shown above, is very similar to the last. Jacob's "Sweatshirt" is a sentimental item he gives to her to ensure she continues to believe she needs him. "Tell your friends we'll be together til the end" is yet another attempt to subtly reaffirm that this girl stays with him no matter what.
This verse represents the abused girl coming to truly believe that Sartorius is a caring boy. The first three lines refer to how he has become the entire center of her life. The last line refers to her belief that she is in a stable and healthy relationship, when in fact she is the victim of severe emotional abuse.
The rest of the song repeats, but the implications are clear; Sartorius' "Sweatshirt" is a meticulously crafted song that tells the story of an abuser and his victim. Be reminded that I am not accusing the great Jacob of the abuse- his name is merely a stand-in for the abusive narrator whom he sings for.
Sweatshirt tells of a manipulative boy taking advantage of a girl who is dealing with severe problems in her life to facilitate his own romantic lust.
Martin had a dream
Kendrick have a dream
All my life I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from lead shower
I pray my ♥♥♥♥ get big as the Eiffel Tower
So I can ♥♥♥♥ the world for seventy two hours
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ I feel amazing, damn I'm in the matrix
My mind is living on cloud nine and this nine is never on vacation
Start up that Maserati and VROOM VROOM! I'm racing
Poppin' pills in the lobby and I pray they don't find her naked
And I pray you ♥♥♥♥♥♥ is Satan, shooters go after Judas
Jesus Christ if I live life on my knees, ain't no need to do this
Park it in front of Lueders, next to that Church's Chicken
All you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ is losers, all my ♥♥♥♥♥♥ is winners, screaming
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You've been visited by the propane god, I tell you hwat. Copy and paste this to 5 of your friend's profiles, or Hank Hill will bring the pro-pain.
Daremoga sono kinō o jikkō suru baai wa, shōri ga hoshō sa remasu
you are a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ worthless braindead ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ bastard pile of trash mental ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ that should be gunned down in the streets like the degenrate you are.
To hold two M&Ms in between my fingers and squeeze as hard as I can until one M&M cracks, I eat the cracked one, and the one that didn't crack becomes the champion. Then I grab another M&M and force it to compete with the champion in this deadly game of M&M gladiators. I do this until I run out of M&Ms and when there is only one M&M left standing, I send a letter to M&Ms brand with the champion M&M in it with a note attached that reads: "please use this M&M for breeding purposes."
Dont mind if i do...
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…Also my ♥♥♥ box.\
Well, it is exactly what it sounds like. It’s a shoebox, or at least once was, and whenever I masturbate I ♥♥♥ into it. I’ve had it for two or three years now I think, so it has a fair amount of ♥♥♥. It smells atrocious, and I tried to burn it once. When I lit it on fire, it was too damp due to the ♥♥♥ that it simply sizzled and didn’t manage to actually lite up. Turns out burning ♥♥♥ smells awful, so I had to spray it with a deodorant body spray just to get the old smell of burnt ♥♥♥ away. It also has some drenched papers stuck to it. That’s pretty much it. ~Alex Kun