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Lysistrata
Lysistrata
Künstler:in
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Maxime Roy
Maxime Roy
Komponist:in
Théo Guéneau
Théo Guéneau
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Benjamin Amos Cooper
Benjamin Amos Cooper
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Lyrics

Jab jabbing like needles in my shirt Stab stabbing from spies round every turn It's hard to keep the scissors away from the puzzle It's hard to keep the truth in one whole piece Make me a film star What kind of film star Breaking a super star Don't like this super star I'm not ready for that I'm not ready for that I'm not ready for that Jab jabbing like needles in my shirt Stab stabbing from spies round every turn It's hard to keep the scissors away from the puzzle It's hard to keep the truth in one whole piece Make me a doll Your own secret toy Part of a collection A secret collection I'm not ready for that I'm not ready for that I'm not ready for that I could not expose what I been through By fear they'd leak it all told backwards And if I were to tell them anything It'd be all over my back the very next day Very next day Very next day Very next day I could not expose what I been through By fear they'd leak it all told backwards And if I were to tell them anything It'd be all over my back the very next day I'll keep it all inside I'll keep it all inside Just a pretty face Just a pretty face I'll keep it all inside I'll keep it all inside Just a pretty face Just a pretty face I never expected To ever need you for something like this It's weird It's like I woke from a bad dream but the bruises are real And a stranger has made me their fishes aquarium But I'm not ready for that Oh did you have to? Bring the whole family to the bed Don't like it Their concern only turns the knife in the wound And they're staring at me like I'm full of cancer Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in I could not expose what I been through By fear they'd leak it all told backwards And if I were to tell them anything It'd be all over my back the very next day Jab jabbing like needles in my shirt Stab stabbing from spies round every turn It's hard to keep the scissors away from the puzzle It's hard to keep the truth in one whole piece
Writer(s): Maxime Roy, Theo Gueneau, Benjamin Amos Cooper Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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