it's okay 2 be different
Often I am upset that I cannot fall in love but I guess
This avoids the stress of falling out of it
Are you tired of me yet?
I'm a little sick right now but I swear
When I'm ready I will fly us out of here
I'll cut my hair
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) To make you stare
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) I'll hide my chest
And I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Turn off your porcelain face
I can't really think right now in this place
There's too many colors enough to drive all of us insane
Not a single fucking moment here you just helping I, I've been falling for sometime
And I know it'll comedown someday I'm reaching for the compound all way
I'm not tired of you yet, and I'm a little sick right now, but I swear, soon we'll fly us out of here (da da da da da)
Often I am upset, whether I cannot fall in love, but I guess this avoids the stress of falling out of bed
Are you tired of me yet? I'm a little sick right now, but I swear, when I'm ready I will fly us out of here
And I cut my hair, just to make you stare, and I'll hide my chest, and I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
This avoids the stress of falling out of it
Are you tired of me yet?
I'm a little sick right now but I swear
When I'm ready I will fly us out of here
I'll cut my hair
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) To make you stare
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) I'll hide my chest
And I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Turn off your porcelain face
I can't really think right now in this place
There's too many colors enough to drive all of us insane
Not a single fucking moment here you just helping I, I've been falling for sometime
And I know it'll comedown someday I'm reaching for the compound all way
I'm not tired of you yet, and I'm a little sick right now, but I swear, soon we'll fly us out of here (da da da da da)
Often I am upset, whether I cannot fall in love, but I guess this avoids the stress of falling out of bed
Are you tired of me yet? I'm a little sick right now, but I swear, when I'm ready I will fly us out of here
And I cut my hair, just to make you stare, and I'll hide my chest, and I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
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Writer(s): Ku Onyx
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