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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Mario Conte
Mario Conte
Schlagzeug
Matt Berger
Matt Berger
Altsaxofon
Mike Bottiglieri
Mike Bottiglieri
Gitarre
Richard Cush
Richard Cush
Posaune
Robert Schaefer
Robert Schaefer
Trompete
Seamus Ronan
Seamus Ronan
Baritonsaxofon
Spencer Daniele
Spencer Daniele
Didgeridoo
Vater Boris
Vater Boris
Bass
Victoria Goettel
Victoria Goettel
Bratsche
Will Wood
Will Wood
Klavier
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Will Wood
Will Wood
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jonathon Maisto
Jonathon Maisto
Mischtechniker:in
Kevin Guillorn
Kevin Guillorn
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Well, I've been feeling lightheaded Since I've lost enough weight to fit back in my skin Flower petals and feathers tether me to the ground Pound for pound Take my tea with formaldehyde For my feminine side since the day that I died While I whittle my bones until I'm brittle Am I pretty now? For some reason I find myself caring what you think of me And bared for any man who'd care to see And you've got me thinking I wish I could be a girl And that way you'd wish I could be your girlfriend boyfriend Am I pretty enough to lie to? (Oh-ah-oh) I wish I could be a girl And that way you'd wish I could be your girlfriend boyfriend Just little old me in a big, big world (oh-ah-oh) Little old me in a big world I wish I've been feeling lighthearted Since I gained enough weight back to co-co-co-cover my bones I get dressed up in shadows, one leg at a time (we're so alike) 'Cause if the shoe fits, then I won't try it on You'll be walking out early but the show must go on No, I know that I'm wrong But I love how you're on my side For some reason I find myself caring what you do to me (alright) And too confused to choose what I should be And you've got me thinking I wish I could be a girl And that way you'd wish I could be your girlfriend boyfriend Am I pretty enough to lie to? (Oh-ah-oh) I wish I could be a girl And that way you'd wish I could be your girlfriend boyfriend Just little old me in a big, big world (oh-ah-oh) Little old me in a big world I wish I was a girl Lately, I've been wishing I were five foot five Weighing nine-nine Wearing thigh highs I'll be your prosthetic Meet your anesthetic criteria Would you please objectify me? I'm-a just-a hunk-a hunk of burning self-loathing My evidence, my witness When I'm caught breaking the laws of physics I wish I could be a girl And that way you'd wish I could be your girlfriend boyfriend Am I pretty enough to love back? No, not yet I wish I could be a girl And that way you'd wish you could kick my fucking teeth in Just a little old me, am I pretty enough to fucking die? Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Little old me in a big world Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Well I would give you my whole world Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-woah Little old me in a big world Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah I wish Big girls don't cry Big girls don't you fucking cry Fuck!
Writer(s): Will Wood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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