Soups Are All I Have Left
Soups are all I have left
Soups are all I have left
Soups are all I have left
Please don't turn this against me
Soups are all I have left
Soups are all I have left
Soups are all I have left
That is all they left me
Soups gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
They don't talk to me anymore
Sopus gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
They don't talk to me anymore
What once was love is now gone
Replaced with lust that turned to dust
I pretend to feel its warmth
Trickle down my throat
All I get is a hot bowl and a cold liquid
I can't microwave our love back to existence
You can't vibrate molecules in outer space
Trick my brain into tasting soup
Tears roll down my smiling face
The last memory of soup consumed
As it begins to fade I prepare to brace
I open my eyes to a different world
Somehow colder somehow bland
The soup can hits the ground with a clatter
I'm left alone where I stand
Soups gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
They don't talk to me anymore
Sopus gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
They don't talk to me anymore
Soups are all I have left
Soups are all I have left
Please don't turn this against me
Soups are all I have left
Soups are all I have left
Soups are all I have left
That is all they left me
Soups gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
They don't talk to me anymore
Sopus gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
They don't talk to me anymore
What once was love is now gone
Replaced with lust that turned to dust
I pretend to feel its warmth
Trickle down my throat
All I get is a hot bowl and a cold liquid
I can't microwave our love back to existence
You can't vibrate molecules in outer space
Trick my brain into tasting soup
Tears roll down my smiling face
The last memory of soup consumed
As it begins to fade I prepare to brace
I open my eyes to a different world
Somehow colder somehow bland
The soup can hits the ground with a clatter
I'm left alone where I stand
Soups gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
They don't talk to me anymore
Sopus gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
Soups gon' fly from outer space
They don't talk to me anymore
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Writer(s): Sandro Saran
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