An Army of Fat Synths

She dreamed of an army of fat synths
She dreamed of an army of fat synths
Tangled in her hair

Tangled in her hair

She could still feel them very clearly
She could still feel them very clearly
Once she was awake

Once she was awake

Once she was awake...
Ah ha!

She caught every single fat synth
She caught every single fat synth
To put them in a jar

And put them in a jar

It started to fog up the fat synths struggled
It started to fog up the fat synths struggled
But they all slowly died

But they all slowly died

But they all slowly died...
Ah ha!



Credits
Writer(s): Guillermo Farre Espinosa
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