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  • Опубликовано: 27 дек 2024

Комментарии • 6

  • @nova-6928
    @nova-6928 2 года назад +5

    thank you for making this, i love this

  • @The_sassafrass
    @The_sassafrass Год назад +4

    Hi, can I use this as the backing track for a cover?

    • @SharpShooter-by8hk
      @SharpShooter-by8hk  Год назад +5

      I think you should be fine with doing it, but the song isn't mine. You should look into whether the artist, Cavetown, allows people to do it.

    • @Alyxzndr
      @Alyxzndr 5 месяцев назад

      @@SharpShooter-by8hkhe dose

  • @Delicateguy
    @Delicateguy 2 года назад +3

    ❤️

  • @AnitaTsoy-w2s
    @AnitaTsoy-w2s Год назад +3

    Often, I am upset that I can not fall in love, but I guess
    This avoids the stress of falling out of it
    Are you tired of me yet?
    I'm a little sick right now, but I swear
    When I'm ready, I will fly us out of here
    I'll cut my hair
    (Ooh) to make you stare
    (Ooh) I'll hide my chest
    And I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
    Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
    Turn off your porcelain face
    I can't really think right now and this place
    Has too many colors, enough to drive all of us insane
    Are you dead?
    Sometimes I think I'm dead
    'Cause I can feel ghosts and ghouls wrapping my head
    But I don't wanna fall asleep just yet
    my eyes went dark
    (Ooh) I don't know where
    (Ooh) my pupils are
    But I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
    Get a load of this monster
    He doesn't know how to communicate
    His mind is in a different place
    Will everybody please give him a little bit of space?
    Get a load of this train wreck
    His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet
    But little do we know, the stars
    Welcome him with open
    Get a load of this monster
    He doesn't know how to communicate
    His mind is in a different place
    Will everybody please give him a little bit of space?
    Get a load of this train wreck
    His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet
    But little do we know, the stars
    Welcome him with open arms
    Oh
    Time is
    Slowly
    Tracing his face
    But strangely he feels at home in this place