Lyrics:
the females from losing interest.
And Miss Save The Universe,
You're a damsel in distress,
Tied down to a track of isolated incidents.
Generalize my
chances
Prolly call my baby bitch 'cause she my bottom dollar
Bitch in triple trouble, Coco, Clair and Marjorie
Damsel in distress, she callin' out
Sweet hour of prayer
Sweet hour of prayer
That calls me from a world of care
And bids me at my Father's throne
Make all my wants and wishes
Sweet hour of prayer sweet hour of prayer
That calls me from a world of care
And bids me at my father's throne
Makes all my wants and wishes known
Just might call my ma ma ma
I'm praying for land again
With all of my hair in hand
Really that's word to the faith
That I lost you died on the cross
call Geico
If he ever try, shoot em down
Like I'm Michael
I just met this little baddie
And you know she quick to fuck
You know if I ever try to fuck
She
They call me a damsel in distress
'cause I want my prize
The one with the kingdom and
The big brown eyes
The one with the voice like a moonlight
Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me at my Father's throne
Make all my wants and wishes
It is an S.O.S. sent out telepathically,
Signs of our distress don't allow complacency,
We need restoration now of our integrity
And a drastic
It is an S.O.S. sent out telepathically
Signs of our distress don't allow complacency
We need restoration now of our integrity
And a drastic bold
before most babies could crawl
Yes yes y'all
Above all one foot tall
Ain't no way I'm takin' a down fall
I'm restructurin' walls
Interruptin' your calls
I be feeling heavy, quit trynna make me so stress
Nobody can lift me up, dammit you can't save me
I be feeling heavy, please don't call me crazy
itself out
I need a place to go
Somewhere to call my home
Whenever you feel alone
Call my phone
And come home
Woah-oh-woah
Baby I need a place to go
Oh
Ow I can hear them call ma Name
These demons angels fight all day
In me I'm here just praying the lord shall make me realize his Here
Ow I can hear
vulnerable
My counselor calls
Telling me everything's possible
I'm unstoppable
Tell me what I needed next
I be turning like taps, swim
Time for me to confess,
She's gone you know in your heart
She's just a shabby doll
There's a girl in this dress
There's always a girl in distress
She's just a shabby doll
you go then I still love you so,
if you're still within the sound of my voice.
In the dead of night, do you hear me call?
Somethings quite not
And so you've made a nasty mess
You have caused your mother great distress
They're bound to even up the score
You'll get no sweeties anymore
They'll
Molly, Anna Molly
A cloud hangs over and mutes my happiness
A thousand ships couldn't sail me back from distress
Wish you were here, I'm a wounded
Chance to believe in
That you can even the score
One more
Place at the table
Always room for one more
Room for one more
Your schism, my distress
Molly, Anna Molly
A cloud hangs over and mutes my happiness
A thousand ships couldn't sail me back from distress
Wish you were here, I'm a wounded
Call us up and let us know
I would like to let go-o-o
When you've got the love post-mortem
Can't stand another day
Call us up and let us know
I
Mirror, mirror on the wall
The face you've shown me scares me so
I thought that I could call your bluff
But now the lines are clear enough
Life's
Damsel in distress is quite submissive
Look how somber my vanity is
A feminine human creature
Superficial, seducing detour
I'm going
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