Saturday, March 12, 2011

Secret

Isn't it so cute. I went to a field trip yesterday with my film making class and I was listening to this song nonstop. It made want to be half-cat. At first it sounds like a Lady Gaga type of song, but I really liked it. There is a hard pop remix that I also like of this song: 
These songs are freaking awesome. They become addictive. I wish that I could grow a cat tail and ears. Riding a cat to wherever I want, that would be the fawesomest thing in the world. 
Here are the Lyrics:
Idon't know if I am a boy
I don't know if I am a girl
I don't know when I was born
I don't know who's my mother
I don't know when I got alone
I don't know how I got mad
I don't know how I got mad
I don't think I should get back

Tell me now
that u really like the show
Tell me now
that u really want to get high
Tell me now
that u really like my style, oh
Tell u now
that u are to commit a crime

U want this
Tell me how u want it to be

My mind, heats is broken
No one else
but u was going to
understand my way
But from the day I found u babe
U falling into me

Tell me now
that u really like the show
Tell me now
that u really want to get high
Tell me now
that u really like my style, oh
Tell u now
that u are to commit a crime

U want this
Tell me how u want it to be

I don't know if I am a boy
I don't know if I am a girl
I don't know when I was born
I don't know who my mother is
I don't know when I got alone
I don't know how I got mad
I don't know how I got mad
I don't think I should get back

I don't know if I am a boy
I don't know if I am a girl
I don't know when I was born
I don't know who my mother is
I don't know when I got alone
I don't know how I got mad
I don't know how I got mad
I don't think I should get back

Tell me now
that u really like the show
Tell me now
that u really want to get high
Tell me now
that u really like my style, oh
Tell u now
that u are to commit a crime

U want this
Tell me how u want it to be

I don't know if I am a boy
I don't know if I am a girl
I don't know when I was born
I don't know who my mother is
I don't know when I got alone
I don't know how I got mad
I don't know how I got mad
I don't think I should get back

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