foreign

(This is nice)

Polygon, and polyrhythms
I thought you'd gone, I'm drawing a picture
It's finally done, awarded with a sticker
A foreign song it's covered in glitter
Covered in glitter
Covered in glitter

"Look at me now I'm making an album", they shout loud
But I'd rather whisper
(I'd rather whisper)
Rustling leaves leave me speechless
But a, thousand words don't mean much
When you've already, painted the picture

Can't tell which way is up
It's all perceived as a scene
That makes no sense to you all
But it makes sense to me

(yuh, gimme room)
(gimme room)
(yuh, gimme room)

Let me be honest
I think I did rush it
But I'm takin' my time now to
Overcome it
Reach to the stars for me
A shooting comet
I feel like a comet
They say i have lost it

Let me be honest
I think I did rush it
But I'm takin' my time now to
Overcome it
Reach to the stars for me
A shooting comet
I feel like a comet
They say I have lost it

Lost it, lost it, lost it

Polygon, and polyrhythms
I thought you'd gone, I'm drawing a picture
It's finally done, awarded with a sticker
A foreign song it's covered in glitter



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