The WhatsApp Shakespeare.

作曲：Rachel Keen,Mike Sabath,Tom Richards,Callum Au

作词：Rachel Keen

Once upon a time there was a (girl)

Girl and there was a serpent (serpent)

Oh, and her name was Eve (Eve)

And she took a bite from the apple (apple)

And the story ain't this dissimilar (yeah)

Many, many, many, many Moons later

She'd be deceived by her very own traitor

And he weren't even my type on paper

Such sweet poetry he would write

The WhatsApp Shakespeare killer, we call him

Lies just to climb into your bedroom door

Now you're fighting for your life on your bedroom floor

And then, oh, devil did send him

Heart of blue, black venom

My mother knew when she met him

Wolf in sheep's clothes, oh, but in this case, denim

Uh, cold-blood felon

Oh, mother would then mourn the ghost of her daughter

As he lured me in like a lamb to the slaughter

Yeah, yeah, sounds very dramatic, don't it?

A modern-day tragedy, I call it

It's a true story, it happened

Oh, how he'd romance (romance)

On me, on me, on me

He'd WhatsApp

Call me, call me with a

Wherefore art thou, true love?

He strikes again, oh, he's a cursive kisser

He'd romance

On me, on me, on me

Romeo, oh, no

I was a fool to love you, damn

Juliet must run, Juliet must vanish

Damn it, cut him off, savage, he must be banished

The WhatsApp Shakespeare killer

I was still breathing, baby, just barely (barely)

Grandma had to bring her Bible (Bible)

Sister wanna hunt him down

But only Jesus can save him now

Like, like, like Lazarus, I did rise

What a miracle she could survive

Lost her accent in the dead of the night

When the light in her eyes left with her

Hold sis earrings, go get him

Oh, mother would then mourn the ghost of her daughter

As he lured me in like a lamb to the slaughter

Yeah, yeah, sounds very dramatic, don't it?

A modern-day tragedy, I call it

Not with thy flesh, but with thy words, he would

Romance (romance)

On me, on me, on me

He'd WhatsApp

Call me, call me with a

Wherefore art thou, true love?

He strikes again, oh, he's a cursive kisser

He'd romance

On me, on me, on me

Romeo, oh, no

I was a fool to love you, damn

Juliet must run, Juliet must vanish

Damn it, cut him off, savage, he must be banished

The WhatsApp Shakespeare killer

Run, Juliet, run, Juliet, run

Silence all notifications

Forward this text to at least ten people, please

Thy words I plead from thy tongue

His weapons of mass seduction

My midsummer night nightmare

Don't end up like me

He's still out there, Romeo Fraud

He's a 6'2 sick mother-, five months minimum recovery

From a sweet lie to the all-out Shakespearean voice-note-ery

Though I'd love to clarify, no one did die in the story

But I did inside when I found out

I was one of seven of the leading ladies

Starring in the new romantic thriller

Presenting the WhatsApp Shakespeare Killer

Ooh, he's a cursive kisser (Romeo Fraud)

He'd WhatsApp call me (call me, call me with the, wow), mm

Wherefore art thou (mm), true love?

Oh

He would romance

Where once I lived, in the palm of his hand

And at the time, how could I understand?

Why now?

I ask you to forward this message or face seven months' sadness

You better run

Stick it to the man

You better run while you can

Fact, your Uber's outside

Must learn the art of airtime

You never must reply

You must escape the clutches of this fake Prince Charming

A.K.A

The WhatsApp Shakespeare, darling, dun-dun, dun-dun-dun

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