Bent Songtext
von Mercy Bell

I saw Mt. Everest
When I was 3
It was the smallest mountain
I′d ever seen
Compared to this
Compared to this

God talks to me
In license plates
And he said
Honey child now please be brave
So I did
Oh i did

And the world keeps pushing me
And the world keeps pushing me
Round


Get a little bent
Get a little strange
Keep it kinda weird
Keep it hard to gauge
Don't keep it pent
It′ll turn to rage
Cuz its hard to fit
When you're bent

I moved to the city
And I cut my hair
Fell in love with girls
No I ain't scared anymore
No no more

A little psylocibin
And you′ll see the silver lining
And the trees talk like your mother
Stop fightin′ with your brother
Kids
You're all just kids

And the world keeps pushing me
And the world keeps pushing me
Down


Get a little bent
Get a little strange
Get a little weird
Keep it hard to gauge
Don′t keep it pent
It'll turn to rage
Its hard to fit
When you′re bent

It's hard to to fit
When you′re bent

It's hard to to fit
When you're bent

It′s hard to to fit
When you′re bent
When you're bent
When you′re bent
When you're bent

Yeah it′s hard to to fit
When you're bent