Often, I am upset that I can not 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) to make you stare (Ooh) I'll hide my chest And I'll figure out a way to get us out of here Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Turn off your porcelain face I can't really think right now and this place Has too many colors, enough to drive all of us insane Are you dead? Sometimes I think I'm dead 'Cause I can feel ghosts and ghouls wrapping my head But I don't wanna fall asleep just yet my eyes went dark (Ooh) I don't know where (Ooh) my pupils are But I'll figure out a way to get us out of here Get a load of this monster He doesn't know how to communicate His mind is in a different place Will everybody please give him a little bit of space? Get a load of this train wreck His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet But little do we know, the stars Welcome him with open Get a load of this monster He doesn't know how to communicate His mind is in a different place Will everybody please give him a little bit of space? Get a load of this train wreck His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet But little do we know, the stars Welcome him with open arms Oh Time is Slowly Tracing his face But strangely he feels at home in this place
thank you for making this, i love this
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Often, I am upset that I can not 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) to make you stare
(Ooh) I'll hide my chest
And I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Turn off your porcelain face
I can't really think right now and this place
Has too many colors, enough to drive all of us insane
Are you dead?
Sometimes I think I'm dead
'Cause I can feel ghosts and ghouls wrapping my head
But I don't wanna fall asleep just yet
my eyes went dark
(Ooh) I don't know where
(Ooh) my pupils are
But I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
Get a load of this monster
He doesn't know how to communicate
His mind is in a different place
Will everybody please give him a little bit of space?
Get a load of this train wreck
His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet
But little do we know, the stars
Welcome him with open
Get a load of this monster
He doesn't know how to communicate
His mind is in a different place
Will everybody please give him a little bit of space?
Get a load of this train wreck
His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet
But little do we know, the stars
Welcome him with open arms
Oh
Time is
Slowly
Tracing his face
But strangely he feels at home in this place
Hi, can I use this as the backing track for a cover?
I think you should be fine with doing it, but the song isn't mine. You should look into whether the artist, Cavetown, allows people to do it.
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