Cannonball

Oh pretty little cannonball
Wreck your face and take your place
You know you're not so lyrical
Telling strangers 'what's the rush?'
Feeling in your fear of fall
Leave a note and call it straight
Muster up I love you all
Beating down the bluebird sounds

The knife at your beck and call
Outside the city backed up frozen
Sick your trick you plastic doll
Maybe you're the only one though

Feel it all, feel it all, feel it all
Yeah your wreckage is apparent lately
Feel it all, feel it all, feel it all
Yeah your wreckage is apparent

Oh pretty little cannonball
Bellowing through your pillow 'til
Mother morning drapes her shawl
On the moment you admired most

The knife at your beck and call
Outside the city fucked up frozen
Sick your trick you plastic doll
Maybe you're the only one though
The knife at your beck and call
Outside the city backed up frozen
Sick your trick you plastic doll
Maybe you're the only one though



Credits
Writer(s): Evan Cox
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