MATT NATHANSON LYRICS Laid This bed is on fire with passionate love The neighbors complain about the noises above But she only cums when she's on top My therapist said not to see you no more She said you're like a disease without any cure She said I'm so obsessed that I've become a bore, oh no Ah you think you're so pretty (eeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee) Caught your hand inside a till Slammed your fingers in the door Fought a kitchen knives and skewers Dressed me up in women's clothes Messed around with gender roles Dye my eyes and call me pretty (eeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee) Moved out of the house so you moved next door I locked you out you cut a hole in the wall I found you sleeping next to me I thought I was alone You're driving me crazy when are you coming home Laid Laid (eeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee) Thanks to Anurag Sahu for adding these lyrics. Thanks to Jamie Dale for correcting these lyrics.
I know what you are all going through. Hello everyone, I registered to this forum to tell my story, and maybe help. I am familiar with CA and CO renters rights. I am 30 years old. I grew up in a middle class family who has always lived in detached houses of various sizes, so I have never experienced living in an apartment or community complex until I was older and eventually moved out. I got married in 2007 and moved into a pretty nice 2 story unit in the San Fernando Valley of Los Angeles. Very nice apartment community, it reminded us of a vacation resort you would see at Hawaii. Problem with this place was that it was in a upper class neighborhood where mommy and daddy would kick their kids out at 18, and pay for all their living expenses. So you had these rich youngsters (with no boundaries or respect) driving 30-40 mph in 15 mph zones, throwing trash everywhere, parties every night at all hours, over populated pool area, etc. Our apartment was a 2 level condo in a 3 story building with underground community parking garage. Our main living area (kitchen, living room, dining, entrance) were all upstairs on the middle floor (ground/entrance level and both bathrooms and bedrooms downstairs on lower level. On top of us on the third floor was a 600sf studio. Of course one of those people I mentioned living on the 3rd floor studio above us. This person had people over all the time, in and out. He would not work or go anywhere. Just stayed home all day and night with different people coming over, every which hour of every day. They would pound when they would walk, pound when opening closing the doors or sliding glass door to balcony, pound when doing anything. This neighbor also had subwoofer speakers setup and would have parties that would last from 8 PM to 3-4 AM, on any given night. He would also play shoot-em up video games and blast the volume so it would be like.
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