Tiny Toon

Took all this time to grow up
Is it a time to weave a coccoon?
Dreaming about my white nightmare
Of turning into a tiny toon

I thought I kept walking
When did I leave my feet behind
I cared about what I'd become
Or did I seek out to be your kind?

Living with my black guns
Not knowing where to shoot

They came out of the wide screen
And took away all my privacy
Then I stopped walking
I stopped thinking
I stopped feeling
I stopped breathing

Living with my black guns
Not knowing where to shoot

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

(Caught inside feeding frenzy)
(Choose me from this box of keys)

(Caught inside feeding frenzy)
Living with my black guns
(Choose me from this box of keys)
Not knowing where to shoot

(Caught inside feeding frenzy)
Living inside my black guns
(Choose me from this box of keys)
Not knowing where to shoot



Credits
Writer(s): Ari Koinuma
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