Takes little pills and calls them trapeze
I know you're right
Everything you do is right
Everything I do is true
Bluebell to hell
Lo and behold a girl with a goal
Looks so old she's made out of gold
I know you're right
Everything you do is right
Everything I do is true
Bluebell to hell
I want to live in the smallest corner
In the densest mind in the fuckmost room
And sing "the stars they swing from their chandelier strings"
I know real love
You know who you are
You're deadmeat motherfucker
You don't try to rape a goddess
Flys through the air with the greatest disease
Takes little pills and calls them trapeze
I know you're right
Everything you do is right
Everything I do is true
Bluebell to hell
You are so obvious
Flys through the air with the greatest disease Takes little pills and calls them trapeze I know you're right Everything you do is right Everything I do is true Bluebell to hell Lo and behold a girl with a goal Looks so old she's made out of gold I know you're right Everything you do is right Everything I do is true Bluebell to hell I want to live in the smallest corner In the densest mind in the fuckmost room And sing "the stars they swing from their chandelier strings" I know real love You know who you are You're deadmeat motherfucker You don't try to rape a goddess Flys through the air with the greatest disease Takes little pills and calls them trapeze I know you're right Everything you do is right Everything I do is true Bluebell to hell You are so obvious Explain Request ×
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