My bombshell calm in a violent tangle
Blindfold and swing, bad moods in a spiral
Gifts all present, acquaintances soaked in spirits
Raging skull as I burst apart in bold aggression

My opinion
My opinion
My opinata
Smashed all over

To find my bird we were avoiding the main show
Caught her by the stove, she was burning graceful
Her widow's peak points to a centre craved satellite
Wanted the cake to be all icing, now we're sick on it
Vibration luxury

My opinion
My opinata
My opinata
My opinion changed

Insult & annoy
Miss the point
Miss the point

My opinata
My opinata
My opinion
My opinion changed
Vibration luxury

My opinata
My opinion
My opinata
My opinion changed

My bombshell calm in a violent tangle


Lyrics submitted by CrookedRain

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