The World Has Turned and Given Me Problems

I'm so sick of
People, trying
To take away my needles

I'm no longer allowed to fly internationally
Why? I think it's because I once had a bomb on there

I can't convey
I can't confess
I can't display
I can't express

We're all people with our own problems
We're all people with our own problems

Guys
I have news for you
The rock
Is a hiznibby

Don't eat pop rocks
Because then
They'll steal your left socks
Who? Trolls. Yeah.
Gotta hide
Cause they will bite
All on your thighs
And there's nothing you can do
When they're coming for you
And they are not smurfs
So don't disperse

I'll fight for my rights, I won't back down
I won't let them steal my crown
I'll keep my needles, I'll keep my art
I'll fight for what's in my heart

I won't be silenced, I won't be swayed
I'll stand tall and proud, come what may
My needles are my voice, my hope, my dreams
And I won't let anyone take that away from me

I've been using needles for as long as I can remember
It's how I express myself, it's how I surrender
To the beauty of life, to the colors that I see
And I won't let anyone take that away from me

I tried to explain, I was just playing a joke
But they didn't think there was room for a hoax
Now I'm stuck with ground travel, my wings have been clipped
No more cruising the skies, feeling free and uplifted

I can't explain
I can't confess
I can't display (I can't convey)
I can't express (I can't explain)

We're all people with our own problems
We're all people with our own problems

I, I lost the baby yeah
I lost the baby
I, I lost the baby yeah
I lost the baby

I HATE BABIES STOP MAKING THEM I HATE BABIES STOP MAKING THEM I HATE THEM SO MUCH



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Vasquez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link