Brain Fluid Explosion Girl
"Yo"
"Yo wassup?"
"Wait hello?"
"Yo hello?"
"I swear I can't hear this guy..."
"Yo c'mon, fuck!"
Speaking a stream of tips to heed seeming to serve themselves
As I hit a rock and bleed
See me wish and dream that I'd only just receive a piece of pain
They're keeping through a bypass never leaving
Still fight the stupid lies
Swimming in a suit I find
And throwing up the things I hide in archived dreams at night
And I'd drive, no sight and hurt my face, right
I never mind, wanting macarons all the time
(Macaron, macaron)
(Tapioca, tapioca)
(Macaron, macaron)
(Tapioca, tapioca)
Matching to keep the rhythm and myself to speed
With 1, 2 steps as I go increase my girly beauty
Now it seems I see men who eat only leaves and greens
Shun their deeper needs but seek some loving from me
I'll fight the stupid lie of testing for jobs to find
And I'll not arrive at the time I'm meant to try
And I've lost all life, phone and all my mind
(There may be a problem with my autonomic nervous system)
Ah, you speak to me, big as can be
And I think it only seems
That you always seek the deep pleasure
One receives from rubbing in between a man and woman
Don't you agree?
Ah, then go and see if you can hit me with your hardened thing
A rod that you bring
Flowers of reddened stains
Blooming in every place
I'm a girl whose brain they wanna blow away
Come (come), dancing for fun to madness we'll succumb
As we sigh within some time a hundred years will fly by
We'll find every life will all have died
I'm (I'm), trembling inside and then I beg you hold me tight
If you say you make my little brain, create such a juicy stain
You blow me all the way to the moon as I came
"Yo"
"Yo"
"Oh yo okay, can you hear me now?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I can hear you
But you sound like trash right now, what happened?"
"What? Dude, are you se- I just got a new phone"
"Oh you got a new phone?"
"Yeah, I got the new model and everything"
"Oh okay, so what'd you get?"
"I got a BlackBerry"
"You got a BlackBerry?"
"Yeah, what's wrong with it?"
"In this day and age, bro are you serious?"
"Dude, come one, it's fine"
"Dude, I don't think I can ever talk to you again"
"What? Wait what?"
"See ya"
"Bro what the f-"
Winning each case
There's a lawyer every day
Who's selling how to books in a charming little way
Claiming ordering with caramel a main drink of latte
Will make a girl a face to play with Tokyo bias
So, now see idols will heed the same destiny
And clowns will never be so good at love, so NG
Give it all to me with the makeup the devil seizes
I'll have a snack at 3, macarons as I please
(Macaron, macaron)
(Tapioca, tapioca)
(Macaron, macaron)
(Tapioca, tapioca)
Singing in keep with the beating of the bass they're leaving
Harakiri, Mount of Fuji, Geisha and everybody
Plunging into battle see, a party where girls meet
Gazing at sweets, I turn away and avoid the tweeting
Party two with barbecue in Gotanda
Who knew I'd lose all I thought was true through search queues?
Phones all have a year or two, never to get renewed
(Please re-enter your password to confirm)
Ah, I never dreamed, I'd ever be a sweet puppy
Never, did I think I'd beg and plead again for treats
And like a bitch in heat, I'd heed and greet the people
Down in the streets
Ah, now go and see if you can tie me with that rope
Within the sheets, like a leash
Marquis de Sade of fame
Working is pillow play
I'm a girl whose brain they wanna blow away
Come (come), dancing for fun to madness we'll succumb
As we sigh, within some time, a hundred years will fly by
We'll find every life will all have died
I (I), know this deep inside and so I beg you hold me tight
Now I crave I'll drown in waves of the narcotics in my brain
Until I wade away and fade into space I can't face
Come (come), dancing for fun to madness we'll succumb
I will find, within some time, a hundred years will fly by
And I will come into life, but as a girl so bright-eyed
I will swear to cast aside this rotten body I call mine
I would say I make my little brain create such a juicy stain
And blow me all the way to the moon as I came
"Yo wassup?"
"Wait hello?"
"Yo hello?"
"I swear I can't hear this guy..."
"Yo c'mon, fuck!"
Speaking a stream of tips to heed seeming to serve themselves
As I hit a rock and bleed
See me wish and dream that I'd only just receive a piece of pain
They're keeping through a bypass never leaving
Still fight the stupid lies
Swimming in a suit I find
And throwing up the things I hide in archived dreams at night
And I'd drive, no sight and hurt my face, right
I never mind, wanting macarons all the time
(Macaron, macaron)
(Tapioca, tapioca)
(Macaron, macaron)
(Tapioca, tapioca)
Matching to keep the rhythm and myself to speed
With 1, 2 steps as I go increase my girly beauty
Now it seems I see men who eat only leaves and greens
Shun their deeper needs but seek some loving from me
I'll fight the stupid lie of testing for jobs to find
And I'll not arrive at the time I'm meant to try
And I've lost all life, phone and all my mind
(There may be a problem with my autonomic nervous system)
Ah, you speak to me, big as can be
And I think it only seems
That you always seek the deep pleasure
One receives from rubbing in between a man and woman
Don't you agree?
Ah, then go and see if you can hit me with your hardened thing
A rod that you bring
Flowers of reddened stains
Blooming in every place
I'm a girl whose brain they wanna blow away
Come (come), dancing for fun to madness we'll succumb
As we sigh within some time a hundred years will fly by
We'll find every life will all have died
I'm (I'm), trembling inside and then I beg you hold me tight
If you say you make my little brain, create such a juicy stain
You blow me all the way to the moon as I came
"Yo"
"Yo"
"Oh yo okay, can you hear me now?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I can hear you
But you sound like trash right now, what happened?"
"What? Dude, are you se- I just got a new phone"
"Oh you got a new phone?"
"Yeah, I got the new model and everything"
"Oh okay, so what'd you get?"
"I got a BlackBerry"
"You got a BlackBerry?"
"Yeah, what's wrong with it?"
"In this day and age, bro are you serious?"
"Dude, come one, it's fine"
"Dude, I don't think I can ever talk to you again"
"What? Wait what?"
"See ya"
"Bro what the f-"
Winning each case
There's a lawyer every day
Who's selling how to books in a charming little way
Claiming ordering with caramel a main drink of latte
Will make a girl a face to play with Tokyo bias
So, now see idols will heed the same destiny
And clowns will never be so good at love, so NG
Give it all to me with the makeup the devil seizes
I'll have a snack at 3, macarons as I please
(Macaron, macaron)
(Tapioca, tapioca)
(Macaron, macaron)
(Tapioca, tapioca)
Singing in keep with the beating of the bass they're leaving
Harakiri, Mount of Fuji, Geisha and everybody
Plunging into battle see, a party where girls meet
Gazing at sweets, I turn away and avoid the tweeting
Party two with barbecue in Gotanda
Who knew I'd lose all I thought was true through search queues?
Phones all have a year or two, never to get renewed
(Please re-enter your password to confirm)
Ah, I never dreamed, I'd ever be a sweet puppy
Never, did I think I'd beg and plead again for treats
And like a bitch in heat, I'd heed and greet the people
Down in the streets
Ah, now go and see if you can tie me with that rope
Within the sheets, like a leash
Marquis de Sade of fame
Working is pillow play
I'm a girl whose brain they wanna blow away
Come (come), dancing for fun to madness we'll succumb
As we sigh, within some time, a hundred years will fly by
We'll find every life will all have died
I (I), know this deep inside and so I beg you hold me tight
Now I crave I'll drown in waves of the narcotics in my brain
Until I wade away and fade into space I can't face
Come (come), dancing for fun to madness we'll succumb
I will find, within some time, a hundred years will fly by
And I will come into life, but as a girl so bright-eyed
I will swear to cast aside this rotten body I call mine
I would say I make my little brain create such a juicy stain
And blow me all the way to the moon as I came
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Writer(s): Rerulili
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