4 The Kidz
A motley child is what they called me
Spoiled milk stain on my shirt
Oh my mother, she calls me
As if been kidnapped or hurt
From far away you might look past me
Others call it boyish charm
The neuroses in my family
Had done less good and more harm
Feral children run
Circles in my head
Feral children run
Circles in my head
I walk into the room with that grin on my face
As if I've done something wrong
Cause I've done something wrong
I walk into the room with that grin on my face
As if I've done something wrong
Cause I've done something wrong
I walk into the room with that grin on my face
As if I've done something wrong
Cause I've done something wrong
Who doesn't love a girl with scabby knees
She ends up face first on the floor
Tattoo maps on my hands
Hope I make it home alive
Leave it to my family to punish me
I beg of you, leave your belt on
I spilt wine on my party dress
Clean me up and take me home
Feral children run
Circles in my head
Feral children run
Circles in my head
I walk into the room with that grin on my face
As if I've done something wrong
Cause I've done something wrong
I walk into the room with that grin on my face
As if I've done something wrong
Cause I've done something wrong
I walk into the room with that grin on my face
As if I've done something wrong
Cause I've done something wrong
I walk into the room with that grin on my face
As if I've done something wrong
Cause I've done something wrong
Spoiled milk stain on my shirt
Oh my mother, she calls me
As if been kidnapped or hurt
From far away you might look past me
Others call it boyish charm
The neuroses in my family
Had done less good and more harm
Feral children run
Circles in my head
Feral children run
Circles in my head
I walk into the room with that grin on my face
As if I've done something wrong
Cause I've done something wrong
I walk into the room with that grin on my face
As if I've done something wrong
Cause I've done something wrong
I walk into the room with that grin on my face
As if I've done something wrong
Cause I've done something wrong
Who doesn't love a girl with scabby knees
She ends up face first on the floor
Tattoo maps on my hands
Hope I make it home alive
Leave it to my family to punish me
I beg of you, leave your belt on
I spilt wine on my party dress
Clean me up and take me home
Feral children run
Circles in my head
Feral children run
Circles in my head
I walk into the room with that grin on my face
As if I've done something wrong
Cause I've done something wrong
I walk into the room with that grin on my face
As if I've done something wrong
Cause I've done something wrong
I walk into the room with that grin on my face
As if I've done something wrong
Cause I've done something wrong
I walk into the room with that grin on my face
As if I've done something wrong
Cause I've done something wrong
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Writer(s): Mikaela Itkin-weinstein
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