Oh twisted me I came to eat at the hall where we danced to some duds
My crowd of pals observed my fingers and prayed for the lunch I had hung
And cheers rolled out and I thought early of tunas in tennisons tubs.
That should turn into something
You should turn into something
Oh blissful bleed I came out peaking and leaked out like a wet clown
My tears rolled down and arms went round at night I gaped at her gowns
So often green but she held me my curtains were covered in hounds
She said
Mom "oh my sweet goodess wish you could be here every time
Mom " but dont miss me goodness because i rub away everytime
Baby "then groan at the goodness but do you mean not every time?"
Baby"then gone in the goodness wish i could stay here everytime"
A mistful meet with teachers speaking there muffled by buzzes and hums
So headphone tones do float me home my chair was begging to come
And im not bummed some works not fun then we crawl in the carpet like bugs
Unrestful eve I sipped on leaks and sat in the room had a grudge
The jummping dust made catfish bust from corners now dripping with mud
And she knocked twice and we got silly and noone knew what would come.
She said
Lover "oh my sweet goodness wish you could be here everytime
Lover "but dont miss me goodness because i rub away every time"
Other lover "then groan at the goodness but do you mean not everytime"
Other lover " then gone in the goodness wish i could stay here everytime"
But you'll turn into something
You should turn into something
Writer(s): David Michael Portner, Noah Benjamin Lennox, Brian Weitz, Joshua Caleb Dibb
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