about
All about my papa
lyrics
Don't ever call me by my last name,
My head's already strung out by the lack of base/bass,
by the lack of taste, by the taste of shame, with a touch of hate.
Cool, keep calm, keep cool, keep in a dry place,
Breaking things to see if they will bleed,
I'm the callous king, and a king's-got-too sing, when the king can't feel a thing.
Papa, time to forget about me, papa
Papa, time to find ur own peace, papa,
Papa, I want to care for you and you for me, papa
Papa, but this love is not a thing to lease, papa.
I got no greyback fantasy, you see,
You see the coldest part of me, freezing,
I'm made of copper for conductivity, I'm made of copper,
Papa, we're making electricity, I'm made of copper
credits
from
Thanks,
released September 24, 2017
license
all rights reserved