Frida

Super drunk, super low, superstitious
Runaway, can't escape what's inside your head
Afraid of life, afraid of dying, it's a state of mind

A little punk, a little alone, a little vicious
Full of rage in a game of reality
Faking smiles, hating life, making angels cry

Living like you're in a lie
Pretty wings yet very scared of heights
You feel the time just pass you by
You think you're high, I think you're not

Frida, tell me you need and want me
I need you here to hold me
Feel me, give me freedom
Save me, come and release me
The world makes me uneasy
Feel me, give me love

Hit and run, sit and go, avaricious
Golden plate, a buffet, but she does not eat
She wants the prize, but desires just to vaporize

Living like you're in a lie
Pretty wings yet very scared of heights
You feel the time just pass you by
You think you're high, I think you're not

Frida, tell me you need and want me
I need you here to hold me
Feel me, give me freedom
Save me, come and release me
The world makes me uneasy
Feel me, give me

Frida, tell me you need and want me
I need you here to hold me
Feel me, give me freedom
Save me, come and release me
The world makes me uneasy



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