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Artiste:
Catie Turner
Titre:
Hyperfixations
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Starved oxytocin I fear my body is broken Even hands that are well spoken End up feeling corrosive Find it hard to get in it When I’m focused on hip dips Legs wrapped around their opinion I’m everywhere but the present There I go, go, go, there I go again There I go, go, go, there I go again There I go, go, go, there I go again There I go, go, go Am I doing this bad? Am I doing it right? Are my veins too purple? Are my eyes too tired? Are they bored? should I ask? I don’t wanna know There I go again with my hyperfixations Am I easy to like? Are we all gonna die? I know the answer is yes, but before it’s the time Fear a future with brains on a hard drive There I go again with my hyperfixations White-out emotion Pick words that aren’t really chosen Near rhyme yourself out the moment Analysis leaves you frozen It’s free real estate There’s no right time right place Untidy, cluttered dome space Museum of adolescent headaches There I go, go, go, there I go again There I go, go, go, there I go again There I go, go, go, there I go again There I go, go, go Am I doing this bad? Am I doing it right? Did I peak at 17, now I’m on the decline? Pull hair, grind teeth, hate how I write There I go again with my hyperfixations Am I easy to like? Are we all gonna die? Know the answer is yes, but before it’s the time Fear of space, orbit breaks, burn in the sun There I go again with my hyperfixations There I go, go, go, there I go again There I go, go, go, there I go again There I go, go, go, there I go again There I go again with my hyperfixations Starved oxytocin I fear my body is broken Even hands that are well spoken End up feeling corrosive Starved oxytocin I fear my body is broken Even hands that are well spoken End up feeling corrosive Am I doing this bad? Am I doing it right? Are my veins too purple? Are my eyes too tired? Are they bored? should I ask? I don’t wanna know There I go again with my hyperfixations Am I easy to like? Are we all gonna die? I know the answer is yes, but before it’s the time Fear a future with brains on a hard drive There I go again with my hyperfixations There I go, go, go, there I go again There I go, go, go, there I go again There I go, go, go, there I go again There I go again with my hyperfixations