Avocado Songtext
von Selfish Cunt
Avocado Songtext
Back forth, back forth, that′s me in line
I'm good, I′m fine, I'm here on time
Always standing like a zombie, I'm fading like a book
It′s just the way, it′s just the way, it's okay, it′s okay
Everyone's looking good, looking healthy and ripe
They′re on their way, they're on their way, they′re okay, they're okay
They're all fresh, they′re all good, they′re all here right now
It's no good, it′s no good, it's no good, it′s no good
I'm a little bit sensitive
I′m a little bit sensitive
So I'm standing at your shop and I'm looking at your fruit
It′s so shiny and new, it′s so fresh, it's so green
So I pick up an apple and I put it in my mouth
And the taste in my mouth, it′s no good, it's no good
And the things that you sell and the things that you do
It′s a lie, it's a lie, it′s a lie, it's a lie
It's no good, it′s no good, it′s no good, it's no good
It′s no fresh, this ain't right
I′m a little bit sensitive
I'm a little bit sensitive, yes
I′m a little bit sensitive
I'm a little bit sensitive
That ain't what it seems
Curdle cream
That ain′t what it seems
And it′s not an avocado
That is not an avocado
I'm walking down the street, I can′t breathe, I can't breathe
As the cars all line up, all look down on the street
And the fumes in the air, in my nose, in my skin
In my throat, in my lungs, in my hair, in my sin
And I feel like giving in ′cause I can't, I can′t breathe
As it shits in my face, in my death, in my face
And everything is dying, is dying, is dying
Everything's dying
I'm a little bit sensitive
I′m a little bit sensitive
I′m a little bit sensitive
I'm a little bit sensitive
I'm good, I′m fine, I'm here on time
Always standing like a zombie, I'm fading like a book
It′s just the way, it′s just the way, it's okay, it′s okay
Everyone's looking good, looking healthy and ripe
They′re on their way, they're on their way, they′re okay, they're okay
They're all fresh, they′re all good, they′re all here right now
It's no good, it′s no good, it's no good, it′s no good
I'm a little bit sensitive
I′m a little bit sensitive
So I'm standing at your shop and I'm looking at your fruit
It′s so shiny and new, it′s so fresh, it's so green
So I pick up an apple and I put it in my mouth
And the taste in my mouth, it′s no good, it's no good
And the things that you sell and the things that you do
It′s a lie, it's a lie, it′s a lie, it's a lie
It's no good, it′s no good, it′s no good, it's no good
It′s no fresh, this ain't right
I′m a little bit sensitive
I'm a little bit sensitive, yes
I′m a little bit sensitive
I'm a little bit sensitive
That ain't what it seems
Curdle cream
That ain′t what it seems
And it′s not an avocado
That is not an avocado
I'm walking down the street, I can′t breathe, I can't breathe
As the cars all line up, all look down on the street
And the fumes in the air, in my nose, in my skin
In my throat, in my lungs, in my hair, in my sin
And I feel like giving in ′cause I can't, I can′t breathe
As it shits in my face, in my death, in my face
And everything is dying, is dying, is dying
Everything's dying
I'm a little bit sensitive
I′m a little bit sensitive
I′m a little bit sensitive
I'm a little bit sensitive
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