Lyrics:
tonight!
魔法をかけてく walking the runway
今夜は collection
鏡の中 映ってる自分に
Yes or no? Oh oh oh oh!
いつもとは違う私になるの
Cutie? Beauty? Girly? Dolly?
イメージ通り輝くの そう
You
(me)
Another new one in my collection (collection)
Nothin' but bad bitches up in my section (my section)
Nothin' but princess cuts and baguettes
And Pressed Rat's collection of dog legs and feet.
Sadly they left, telling no one goodbye.
Pressed Rat wre red jodhpurs, Warthog a striped tie.
Between
Strange evolution how people have come to believe
That we are it's greatest achievement
When really we're just a collection of cells
Overrating
adolescent concerns.
I'm possibly missing something
Someone should have told me.
A record collection reduced to a mixed tape,
Headphones on I made my
or Uzbekistan
Did you know I can't believe I'm telling everyone that I know
That every stamp in my collection is a place we could go
And I got one from Chad
Yeah\nAkyireh)fo) no mo ny3 no baako ma me wae...\nGo!Obia nto ne\ncollection (weh!)\nObia nto ne collection (now!)\nBia bi obia nto ne\ncollection
Welcome to our freak show, come meet my monsters
Oh, such a fine collection of stranger things
My patience running thinner on this melting clock
might dread.
Silky architect for insect possession ~
A confection collection!
And when a prize flies to your web,
You're grinning while spinning its
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Different Directions album, and has also been released on The John Denver Collection
Look at this stuff, isn't it neat?
Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?
Wouldn't you think I'm the girl
The girl who has everything?
Look
you can't hear a sound will the silence melt you too?
Who's going home with you tonight?
Was it real or am I part of your collection?
Have you crossed
And Pressed Rat's collection of dog legs and feet.
Sadly they left, telling no one goodbye.
Pressed Rat wore red jodhpurs, Warthog a striped tie.
Between
submarine numbers
On the main street of the sea
The Vicar is thicker
And I just can't see through to him
For his cardinal sings
A collection of hymns
Yes! It's the collection! It's ya boy S dot
Yes! I'ma take this time out to talk to
You about The Black Album real quick
It's a prequel to all my uh
S Dot collection in stores
Black Album 'bout to change the face of music
(Yes, yes, yes)
You, can't be me, I'm a rock star
Y'all rhymin' from the back
the editors after the show
So they come back to
See it and see if they like the collection
And we had like two or three
People that came to see
It and take
I'm that Dominican nigga
Your bitch be talkin' 'bout
I'm in a different city, you can fuck her now
I got a whole collection of my ho collection
the relics were found) and
Interred here in Santiago...I picked up a CD collection of music emanating from
The pilgrimage route to Santiago, as well as a CD by
at this stuff
Isn't it neat?
Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?
Wouldn't you think I'm the girl
The girl who has everything?
Look at this
in my collection
If you can't speak you can't lie
If you can't run, you can't hide
I know a place you can't die
So no one lives inside
My
all those clothes
[Chorus]
I tell you what is on my mind
I only want to be
In your record collection
I only want to be
In your record collection
is just a short story collection
Won't you spend another story with me
Life is just the pieces of our memories
Strung together by all of us
One story
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
Mixture of textures, I am
A combination of chemicals, I am
Collections of cells, I am, recognizing self, I am
Divine
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