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
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