Molina - Vanilla Shell

Fastfood Widow

My stomach
Dances wobbly
Tiny folds of skin
It's my own fault
And his fault and love

I want fries and meat
With a bun, soft and sweet
I don't like bread made out of cauliflowers

Fastfood widow is who I am
Can't do anything
I'm going for some glans

Doesn't help
Making love
Exercise and stuff
It's my own fault
And his fault and love

I want to smoke and soar
Lay down, on the floor
I don't like running 3 times a week
For an hour, an hour
I want to smoke and soar
Lay down, on the floor
I don't like running 3 times a week
For an hour, an hour

I'm okay, holding on
I'm okay, holding



Credits
Writer(s): Rebecca Molina
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Other Album Tracks

  1. Vanilla Shell
  2. Mike
  3. Parásito
  4. Hey Kids
  5. Fastfood Widow
  6. Venus

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Altri album

  1. When you wake up
  2. Neverland
  3. Organs - Single
  4. Scorpio - Single
  5. Cold
  6. Vanilla Shell
  7. Parásito
  8. Venus
  9. Mike
  10. Hey Kids (feat. Late Verlane) - Single

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