Fuzzy Tree - The Amazons

Spitting games, growing pains

Let’s tear this up to start again

'Cause now day-to-day stays the same

Let’s find a way that we could make it bend

Flicked a moth, turned to dust

Wormed a way into my tangled lust

Paint it black, Cadillac

Said it before, I could take it back

Pull me down and take away the light

Chew me up and spit me out tonight

Giving it up to me for what?

Oh

Didn’t come to be what you thought, oh

My fears come in threes

So I’m, oh

I’m finding it hard to believe underneath

Trading names, playing games

Let’s tear this up to start again

'Cause now day-to-day stays the same

Speaking tongues won’t make this go away

Future dust, blood and rust

Took you down a road you couldn’t trust

Paint it black, Cadillac

Couldn’t take it back

Pull me down and take away the light

Chew me up and spit me out tonight

Giving it up to me for what?

Oh

Didn’t come to be what you thought, oh

My fears come in threes

So I’m, oh

I’m finding it hard to believe underneath

I’m finding it hard to believe underneath

I’m finding it hard to believe underneath

Turn to dust again and again

And I turn to dust again and again

And I

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