The Tortured Poets Department. An anthology of new works that reflect events, opinions and sentiments from a fleeting and fatalistic moment in time – one that was both sensational and sorrowful in equal measure. This period of the author’s life is now over, the chapter closed and boarded up. There is nothing to avenge, no scores to settle once wounds have healed. And upon further reflection, a good number of them turned out to be self-inflicted. This writer is of the firm belief that our tears become holy in the form of ink on a page. Once we have spoken our saddest story, we can be free of it.
And then all that’s left behind is the tortured poetry.
I stay out too late Got nothing in my brain That’s what people say, mm-mm That’s what people say, mm-mm
I go on too many dates But I can’t make ’em stay At least that’s what people say, mm-mm That’s what people say, mm-mm
But I keep cruisin’ Can’t stop, won’t stop movin’ It’s like I got this music in my mind Sayin’ it’s gonna be alright
‘Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo) Heartbreakers gonna break, break, break, break, break And the fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo)
I never miss a beat I’m lightnin’ on my feet And that’s what they don’t see, mm-mm That’s what they don’t see, mm-mm
I’m dancin’ on my own (dancin’ on my own) I make the moves up as I go (moves up as I go) And that’s what they don’t know, mm-mm That’s what they don’t know, mm-mm
But I keep cruisin’ Can’t stop, won’t stop groovin’ It’s like I got this music in my mind Sayin’ it’s gonna be alright
‘Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo) Heartbreakers gonna break, break, break, break, break And the fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo)
Shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo)
Hey, hey, hey Just think, while you’ve been gettin’ down and out about the liars And the dirty, dirty cheats of the world You could’ve been gettin’ down to this sick beat
My ex-man brought his new girlfriend She’s like, “Oh my God!” but I’m just gonna shake And to the fella over there with the hella good hair Won’t you come on over, baby? We can shake, shake, shake (yeah) Yeah, oh, oh
‘Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate (haters gonna hate) Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo) Heartbreakers gonna break, break, break, break, break (mmm) And the fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake (and fake and fake and fake) Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo)
Shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off (yeah), I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo)
Shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off (you got to) I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off I, I, I shake it off, I shake it off
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