Da série Me delatando através de músicas. Um medo do imprevisível, autosabotagem e uma granada de mão sem pino. I guess I just must be a daredevil I dont feel anything until I smash it up Im caught on the cold, caught on the hot Not so with the warmer lot And all I want is a confidant To help me laugh it off And dont let me ruin me I may need a chaperone Say Im an airplane And the gashes I got from my heartbreak Make the slots and the flaps upon my wing And I use them to give me lip Hip hip for the lift Hip hip for the drag I want them all in my bag Oh give me anything and Ill turn it into a gift But dont let me ruin me I may need a chaperone Seek me out Look at, look at, look at, look at me Im all the fishes in the sea Wake me up Give me, give me, give me what you got In your mind, in the middle of the night Maybe you let me look out for you Protect what I found in you And never let it starve Then that way, you let me stay Skirt in my skirt like I want to And I will try hard to hold onto you with open arms But dont let me ruin me I may need a chaperone Fiona Apple é minha parceira em se foder na vida.
Posted on: Mon, 20 Oct 2014 15:22:40 +0000
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