Samsa Morning
My idiotic vapid pathological crush on you
Is masochistic massively unrealistic too
CHORUS
I think I had another nightmare mama (shoo bop shoo bop bop ooh)
I think I had another nightmare and you don't stop and you don't stop
I think I had another nightmare mama (womp bop a-womp bop boo)
I think I had another nightmare and you don't stop and you don't stop
Do you
I had another Gregor Samsa morning
As seems to happen most days these days
When you just shamble up without a word of warning
Just to make fun of my twitching, twitching insect legs
REPEAT CHORUS
My beastly self-destructive
Absurd counter-productive fancy drives me straight to mother's ruin
It is a most unwise thing in fact it's pulverizing me you'll see I'll be a fine thing soon
REPEAT CHORUS
Don't you have a pretty little mouth
That doesn't mean that you should use it
To give me your best Mickey Mouse
So don't think for a second I don't see right through it
You think everything's hilarious
You smell like diamonds down below
You're mackerel-skinned and so gregarious
But give me a goddamn break, fucker
Give me a goddamn break, fucker
Give me a goddamn break
I have a condition you know (shoo bop shoo bop...)
Is masochistic massively unrealistic too
CHORUS
I think I had another nightmare mama (shoo bop shoo bop bop ooh)
I think I had another nightmare and you don't stop and you don't stop
I think I had another nightmare mama (womp bop a-womp bop boo)
I think I had another nightmare and you don't stop and you don't stop
Do you
I had another Gregor Samsa morning
As seems to happen most days these days
When you just shamble up without a word of warning
Just to make fun of my twitching, twitching insect legs
REPEAT CHORUS
My beastly self-destructive
Absurd counter-productive fancy drives me straight to mother's ruin
It is a most unwise thing in fact it's pulverizing me you'll see I'll be a fine thing soon
REPEAT CHORUS
Don't you have a pretty little mouth
That doesn't mean that you should use it
To give me your best Mickey Mouse
So don't think for a second I don't see right through it
You think everything's hilarious
You smell like diamonds down below
You're mackerel-skinned and so gregarious
But give me a goddamn break, fucker
Give me a goddamn break, fucker
Give me a goddamn break
I have a condition you know (shoo bop shoo bop...)
Credits
Writer(s): Hailey Wojcik
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