poopache

作词 : Paulina Raad

作曲 : Paulina Raad

random day in Barcelona

met some girl Colombiana

chewing gum stuck on my tip toe

In a lift with a mosquito

bye bitch I’m back in circles

‘cause I’m on my period

I can’t see shit

I got astigmatism

I don’t pop pills

like all them idiots

through my fingers you just slipped one evening

safe space for you in my dreams where,

you cease to exist thats why I sleep,

keep it a secret I don’t plan to leak yet

spirit guides won’t take this pain away

they show me numbers I don’t understand

and I keep dreaming of some spider red

I think I might just need to poop again

‘cause I’m allergic to you,

so fake

why you gotta be so fake

so fake?

you’re so fake

random day in Barcelona

met some girl Colombiana

chewing gum stuck on my tip toe

In a lift with a mosquito

bye bitch I’m back in circles

‘cause I’m on my period

(always on the run

but you never want the fight)

I can’t see shit

I got astigmatism

(if I was blessed with a gun

God forbid you were the one)

I don’t pop pills

like all them idiots

(nothing’s ever been enough

and I see why you had to run)

through my fingers you just slipped one evening

safe space for you in my dreams where,

(nine months, you detach, I collapse

you cease to exist thats why I sleep,

(what do I do with the stars?

lately i don’t feel as much, pass)

keep it a secret I don’t plan to leak yet

(I’m well aware of you moving fast

didn’t think you were so ****ed up

maybe I’m colourblind

sorry I’m mad

just getting by

swear I try hard

just everyone’s so black and white)

always on the run

but you never want the fight

if I was blessed with a gun

God forbid you were the one

nothing’s ever been enough

and I see why you had to run

when we was doing just fine

nine months

you detach

I collapse

on the run

(Spirit guides won’t take this pain away)

but you never want the fight

if I was blessed with a gun

God forbid you were the one

(‘cause Im allergic to you)

nothing’s ever been enough

and I see why you had to run

(So fake)

when we was doing just fine

nine months

you detach

I collapse

on the run

but you never want the fight

if I was blessed with a gun

God forbid you were the one

(‘cause I’m allergic to you)

nothing’s ever been enough

and I see why you had to run

(So fake)

when we was doing just fine

nine months

you detach

I collapse

We was doing just fine