Lyrics:
dead
Seamstress-ed, Seamstress-ed to hell
That's what the demon said
They'll find me on the ground right next to this doll
Unresponsive on the scene
Seamstress of hell
And that's what my demons said
Yeah
They'll find me on the ground
Right next to this doll
Unresponsive, on the scene
Everyone else
Stick the pins in
Nice and slow
They must have heard the screams
Of my mangled bound dreams
Suspended from the ceiling
Watching her sew
Seamstress
Seams
Pennsylvania.
And he was right. I believe that too.
Say, we still don't know who you are, mister.
Well, I started to tell you...
The machine age came with
Aight Mister
I don't really like to fight
Mister
Wrong time, but the right
Mister
Heard you don't like
Mister
Aight Mister, Aight Mister
I don't really
I'm Mister up
I'm Mister down
I missed the left
I'm Mister right
I'm Mister
Other side of town, but if you need me I'll slide, baby
Baby, I just miss
Smiles
Should I trust you with my life? (Yes)
Mister, Mister, Mr. Smiles
I don't feel quite right
Mister, Mister, Mr. Smiles
What are you doing to me?
rise
Shake Shake Shake (Mister Mister)
Look at me right in the eyes
Shake Shake Shake (Mister Mister)
It could be wise
Tu fais tourner tes billets en
name loud
No more mister nice guy (ha)
보여줄게 완벽한 내 rebranding (uh-huh)
Haters gonna deny (what?)
그럼에도 got nothing on me (that's right)
쓸어 넘겨 손끝에
Mister Holland, don't play that game
Oh, Mister Holland
Oh, Mister Holland
Oh, Mister Holland
Oh, always treat me right
Ayy, Mister Holland
Oh,
about me now, talk about me now
Mister mister mister now Mister
Mister right now
I can hear the roar of crowds
Who the fuck coming at me now
Talk about me
hear your laughter, right away
You can turn around now, it's okay
Mister Spain
Ooh, Mister, Spain
They going to put a star beside your name
Laugh,
We all have the right to live not merely exist
Exist, exist, exist
The pain and the suffering of a seamstress
The pain and the suffering
s'envoler
Par-dessus l'horizon
It's all right
It's all right
Oui c'est ça qui est bon
Oh oh oh oh
Hello Mister Sam
Tu joues comme un fou
Hello
a mothafuckin' seamstress
I called my brother and he said I
Need to speak from my heart
These people said that I was fake
And tried to tear me apart
Just know
the sacred cow
You'll get karma anyhow
Hare, hare, hare
Bow down mister
Hare Rama, Hare Krishna
Bow down mister
We say radha syam
Do the right thing
Anyway, text me, okay, bye
Mister Burnham
How ya doin', good? Good
Uh, I'm a, uh, I'm an agent from out in Los Angeles
Uh, really dig your stuff man,
Time goes so fast today. Don't blink she'll go away. Don't
close your eyes. Not for one moment. You feel so good right
now. You have to stay somehow.
Time goes so fast today.
Don't blink she'll go away.
Don't close your eyes.
Not for one moment. you feel so good right
Now. you have to stay
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Mister Officer, Mister Officer
Y'all are killin' us
Mister Officer
What if that was my brother? (What if that
Mister wavy Wallace
Mister Hey Mister
Mister I don't give no fuck about you
Just make sure you ball me mister
Hundred thousand dancers in my house
It's Mr get it home
It'll shake up if i take too long
Its Mister get it off mister break it down or sell it whole
I'm mister in the trap mister light
Gonna push my luck right up to the stage
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money
Gonna push my luck right up to the stage
Hey mister won't you sell me a fake ID
There's a band in the bar that I'm dying to see
I got my money
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