Mumble jumble gibberish flibberish. My mind is pieces and vocals flying places. Love it or leave it!
...查看更多 收起whisper "quit the fusions"
Cause I don't know that if it ties,
hints, knots, imagine,
Everyone's trying to resize,
try not to mention,
you say it's silence thrown over in the fire,
hurray it's night, and hours in the fire,
Hoping that your silence is fed and behold, hey.
Everything you keep,
isn't it nothing, gone and beat,
(stop) worrying about your self-esteem,
every night is down and beat
And (all) the things that you say,
What you say is not as others say,
Oh, my baby, did you really mind?
I say it's not gonna beat myself.