Frog Style
Straight from the underground
Where all the clowns make a sound
As the sun kisses them on places from the waist down
Real lies recognition
Negative premonition
Failing superstitions can't assist us on the mission
Seeking truth I run from you
And all the things you made me do
With a smile, recklessly
Abandoning my dignity
I wish I knew that you'd say
You wanted things your own way
I'll be good I'll be gone
Should've known this all along!
Constant ineptitude
Left me in solitude
Windrun, Windhelm but Lydia still my only one
Sheogorath taught me how
To live love laugh now
I'm ready for the real world
I'm preppin' for my rebirth
When I come up I'll let you know
You know what they say
You can try again on another day
So rest your eyes
Rest your heart
Retreating is brave
You can save your best for another day
When it's welcome
When you're wanted
Putting down my guitar
My big muff my cardigan
Turning up my anime
French films go away
Never liked Godard, Truffaut, fromage
Give me Will Ferrell crying in a mothafuckin a race car!!
The only books I wanna read
Are prolly bad as Lang Leav
I don't mind I don't care
Bad taste, my cross to bear
But I know who I am
What I want, where I'll land
The very first day I come back from the shadow realm!
Where all the clowns make a sound
As the sun kisses them on places from the waist down
Real lies recognition
Negative premonition
Failing superstitions can't assist us on the mission
Seeking truth I run from you
And all the things you made me do
With a smile, recklessly
Abandoning my dignity
I wish I knew that you'd say
You wanted things your own way
I'll be good I'll be gone
Should've known this all along!
Constant ineptitude
Left me in solitude
Windrun, Windhelm but Lydia still my only one
Sheogorath taught me how
To live love laugh now
I'm ready for the real world
I'm preppin' for my rebirth
When I come up I'll let you know
You know what they say
You can try again on another day
So rest your eyes
Rest your heart
Retreating is brave
You can save your best for another day
When it's welcome
When you're wanted
Putting down my guitar
My big muff my cardigan
Turning up my anime
French films go away
Never liked Godard, Truffaut, fromage
Give me Will Ferrell crying in a mothafuckin a race car!!
The only books I wanna read
Are prolly bad as Lang Leav
I don't mind I don't care
Bad taste, my cross to bear
But I know who I am
What I want, where I'll land
The very first day I come back from the shadow realm!
Credits
Writer(s): Jerome Exmundo
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