EMMY

Emmy are you listening?
I need to write a song about the way I feel right now
You're taking all the space up my mind
So I'll just take your name
Use it as an excuse to let everything out on a fictional version of you and unwind
Future politician, I'm a future failed musician with concerning mannerisms and an ear for exposition
You sure sound a whole lot better than the ones my friends are chasing after
Maybe cause they ran off way too fast towards them and left me behind

Give me your attention
Give me your approval
I'll dye my hair green for you
Maybe you will seize the amazingly misfortunate, misused, misunderstood
Mr. Blue

Emmy are you listening?
I know you barely know me but honestly that never stopped me from
Obsessing and messing up, never accepting all the consequences of my second guessing
On Saturday morning you'll find me repressing my memories down to the core and undressing
For no one, it's no fun
Like shooting myself with an air gun, mistakenly losing that someone and never achieving that home run
I'm running out of rhymes while filling up with thoughts
I can't keep up but I'll just wring my brain until it rots

Give me your attention
Give me your approval
I'll dye my hair green for you
Maybe you will seize the amazingly misfortunate, misused, misunderstood
Mr. Blue

(You have no idea what I'm talking about I'm sure, but don't worry, you will someday)

My rapture has begun
Dearly novelistic hear me now
I'm becoming conjoint
The damage has been done
And I need a little comfort
I'll take everything at this point

Give me your attention
Give me your approval
I'll dye my hair green for you
Maybe you will seize the amazingly misfortunate, misused, misunderstood

Give me your attention
Give me your approval
Will I ever befriend you?
Maybe I'll succeed and find my way to happiness
Never to be named again
Mr. Blue



Credits
Writer(s): Itay Shabat
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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