Il testo della My bible is a scrapbook

We're rejected, neglected, little busy bees
We don't smell right, like aging little bags of meat
I, i, i, i, i, i don't like this taste
But i didn't, didn't, didn't know how to wash it away
Honey why can't you tell? i don't want you around
Honey why can't you tell? leave me out
Honey why can't you tell? i don't want you around
Honey why can't you tell? leave me out
We are an army, looking for a place to fit in
We are angels, committing all the pretty sins
I, i, i, i, i, i don't like this waste
But i didn't, didn't, didn't know how to shake it away
Honey why can't you tell? i don't want you around
Honey why can't you tell? leave me out
Honey why can't you tell? i don't want you around

Honey why can't you tell? leave me out
We sit ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
We are crawling, collecting little stones in our knees
We are a movement, but we will never be a scene
I, i, i, i, i, i don't like this face
But i didn't, didn't, didn't know how to scrape it away
Honey why can't you tell? i don't want you around
Honey why can't you tell? leave me out
Honey why can't you tell? i don't want you around
Honey why can't you tell? leave me out
Honey why can't you tell? i don't want you around
Honey why can't you tell?
Honey why can't you tell? i don't want you around
Honey why can't you tell?
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