Voicemail

Fevering
Unmade mattress with your cream
Triple dicked skywalker in his man-made world

What's your name?
Lead the way again
Starts with an F
I'm off work today

I get nothing but cortados
I hear couture in tornados
Whispering your voicemail

She's talking about me
Is there someone you can call?
There are salesmen in your penthouse
Mrs know it all

She's talking about me
Is there someone you can call?
There are salesmen in your penthouse
Mrs know it all

Summer rain
I've escaped the madhouse again
Watch as I drain
You're my piñata
My sleeping in

Man how it feels
Just to exist in this place
Man I'm in pain
I exist in time and space

Whispering your voicemail
Whispering your voicemail



Credits
Writer(s): Estrid Nyman
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