Condemned to Be Freaky

I want her love
Baby I'll get down on my knees
But from above
I saw my life beside the sea

Condemned to be
F-f-f-freaky

I want her love
Talking 'bout a sexistential need
But undreamed of
Faces they wait for you and me

Condemned to be
F-f-f-freaky

Every flower just like a Buddha's eye
Every flower just like a Buddha's eye
Repeats the story, over and over again

F-f-f-freaky
F-f-f-freaky



Credits
Writer(s): Bradley Ward Mullins
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