Connie Constance 175o5p

    Connie Constance

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    Connie Constance 175o5p

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    Mushy
    All the parts that make us gross
    All the snot, all the gunk, all the blood
    All the oozing, gushing, pulsing, snotty yuck, yuck, yuck
    Please don't spit on me when you talk
    It's not nice, it's not what I like
    I don't wanna speak to you
    Whispers in the night
    Whispers in your life
    Spit on the floor, in the chewing gum, bubbling up
    Chewing gum dreams walking down the street
    Chewing to think
    Chewing to stay alive
    Chewing late at night
    Chewing to keep in time of a busy mind
    Overthinking too much
    Too much stuff
    And too many faces, too many people, always different people
    Uh, do I know you?
    Do you know who I am?
    Do you like fufu? Do you like pounded yam?
    Loud noise, loud friends
    No awkward silence
    Or silence, silence can be loud
    Oh, wow, I can't hear anything else but quiet in the silence
    The loud, the not-violent
    Speak your mind, speak my mind
    You speak to me, you know what's ticking behind my eyes
    I don't know what's in my mind
    I just, I just wanna float like a feather
    Float like a feather, float like a feather

    Crip walking on the end of the world
    Sometimes, I don't know if I'm a boy or a girl
    But life is going pretty swell now
    I been smiling a lot, I don't know if you can tell
    But here we are now, I was wrong, now I'm right
    I'm the godfather of my own mutant mice
    And we're chatting underground
    we're in the government pipes
    If you wanna know our secrets
    put up a cup to the wall tonight

    [Verse 2]
    Sparkler, I wanna set you and me and everyone alight
    I like your style, I love it
    You look even better when you smile
    Cute dress, cute shoes, cute hair, yeah
    You look good, you look like you're feeling yourself
    You look like you know your worth
    You know who you are
    You make me smile, ouch, it hurts
    My cheeks are burning
    Tired of laughing, but don't want it to stop
    Don't stop, no, no, no, no, no
    You're like a panther, the way your body moves, so sexy
    I wanna undress you, do you wanna undress me?
    Yeah, I'm a sucker for love
    Love loves me, but it's scary
    I can be scary, ah
    You're scary to me right now, but I wanna love you
    But I don't wanna be let down
    Unless it's down like a feather
    I just wanna float like a feather

    Crip walking on the end of the world
    Sometimes, I don't know if I'm a boy or a girl
    But life is going pretty swell now
    I been smiling a lot, I don't know if you can tell
    But here we are now, I was wrong, now I'm right
    I'm the godfather of my own mutant mice
    And we're chatting underground
    we're in the government pipes
    If you wanna know our secrets
    put up a cup to the wall tonight

    I don't like the government
    They all look like upside-down frogs
    I think their hearts are clogged from wearing clogs
    Can't walk down my street, don't know my road
    Don't come to my show, don't wanna know
    Oh, well, I don't, I don't want them to come either
    Clear out, go, go, go
    I don't want you to know
    Hide from us like you always do
    'Cause I'm not scared of you, I just can't bear you
    You, there, here, here, here, here
    Judge me, judge you
    Only God can, only God knows me
    For the good and for the bad and for the ugly
    I'll be good for you, but be bad for you, too
    Don't try this at home, no, no, no, don't try this one
    This one will really get you in trouble
    Me, me, me, me, I, I, I
    But I want a slice of your life, mm, yum, I wanna try
    Show me 'round
    Sainos or Tescos, they both do a shoddy pasta pesto
    Needs to be more salty so I'm salty
    Are they sure it's not faulty?
    Nothing's good when it's mainstream
    But I wanna make big money
    so I don't have to do my own laundry
    So I do a favour for the neighbour, but not for me
    Oh, I know it's Mental Health Week
    Everybody run, I don't wanna speak
    about my sadness, it's too sad
    I don't wanna be sad anymore
    Your cheeks are so wet under the skin
    like you're crying from within
    Why don't you sing? How do you float like—
    How do you float like a feather?

    Crip walking on the end of the world
    Sometimes, I don't know if I'm a boy or a girl
    But life is going pretty swell now
    I been smiling a lot, can't you tell?
    Yeah, here we are now
    I was wrong, now I'm right
    Now I'm the godfather of my own mutant mice
    And we're chatting underground
    we're in the government pipes
    If you wanna know our secrets
    put up a cup to the wall tonight
    Compositores: Constance Rose Power (Connie Constance) (PRS), Samuel Robert Knowles (PRS)Editor: One In Song United (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #35440010 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM

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