FAUX FOX FUR
๐ต 1666 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:50 duration
๐ ID: 23357206
๐ Lyrics
I can't really tell
It should be easy, passing
And yet
It's like walking through mud
Gossip spoken softly, Bailey's uggs, leashed border collies
Driving drunk tree kamikaze
She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
Her cheeks blush from the frost, she's got the eyes of a doll
Hundreds of dolls picked up and smashed porcelain faux
A kiss, looks at you oddly, somber sense of melancholy
Do you think monsters are real?
'Cause she spoke to one in the woods and she's gone
Paradise lost, a covenant with Bael
They want to wear your pelt like a fox
What did you do last summer? Pouting face, you're such a bummer
A skin devoid of color, lamenting to your mother
The fall, devils enthrall, silhouette wall
Would you hail the aid of a wounded does call?
Atrophying body, clothes from the rain all wet and soggy
They see clear Illuminati, standing ovation then the curtain call
The scent of fall, in a masquerade ball
The music stops eyes drawn to you, then your pretty face mauled
I saw it a dump a body, covered with mud from rain
Her rhinestone prom dress still shining when they found her slain
Demons adore you, make you feel brand new
Would you shop in the market if it was ran by goblins?
How do you feel that when you fall down they cheer?
Alone in the thicket open season you're their deer
Angels falling, a sense your not important
Bloodshot, vomit, red light recording
(She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost)
I can't really tell
It should be easy, passing
And yet
It's like walking through mud
It should be easy, passing
And yet
It's like walking through mud
Gossip spoken softly, Bailey's uggs, leashed border collies
Driving drunk tree kamikaze
She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
Her cheeks blush from the frost, she's got the eyes of a doll
Hundreds of dolls picked up and smashed porcelain faux
A kiss, looks at you oddly, somber sense of melancholy
Do you think monsters are real?
'Cause she spoke to one in the woods and she's gone
Paradise lost, a covenant with Bael
They want to wear your pelt like a fox
What did you do last summer? Pouting face, you're such a bummer
A skin devoid of color, lamenting to your mother
The fall, devils enthrall, silhouette wall
Would you hail the aid of a wounded does call?
Atrophying body, clothes from the rain all wet and soggy
They see clear Illuminati, standing ovation then the curtain call
The scent of fall, in a masquerade ball
The music stops eyes drawn to you, then your pretty face mauled
I saw it a dump a body, covered with mud from rain
Her rhinestone prom dress still shining when they found her slain
Demons adore you, make you feel brand new
Would you shop in the market if it was ran by goblins?
How do you feel that when you fall down they cheer?
Alone in the thicket open season you're their deer
Angels falling, a sense your not important
Bloodshot, vomit, red light recording
(She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost)
I can't really tell
It should be easy, passing
And yet
It's like walking through mud
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:15.37] I can't really tell
[00:18.61] It should be easy, passing
[00:22.59] And yet
[00:24.57] It's like walking through mud
[00:30.78] Gossip spoken softly, Bailey's uggs, leashed border collies
[00:34.07] Driving drunk tree kamikaze
[00:35.92] She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
[00:38.83] Her cheeks blush from the frost, she's got the eyes of a doll
[00:42.48] Hundreds of dolls picked up and smashed porcelain faux
[00:45.87] A kiss, looks at you oddly, somber sense of melancholy
[00:49.44] Do you think monsters are real?
[00:51.16] 'Cause she spoke to one in the woods and she's gone
[00:54.61] Paradise lost, a covenant with Bael
[00:57.86] They want to wear your pelt like a fox
[01:01.19] What did you do last summer? Pouting face, you're such a bummer
[01:05.06] A skin devoid of color, lamenting to your mother
[01:08.65] The fall, devils enthrall, silhouette wall
[01:13.44] Would you hail the aid of a wounded does call?
[01:16.74] Atrophying body, clothes from the rain all wet and soggy
[01:20.10] They see clear Illuminati, standing ovation then the curtain call
[01:25.19] The scent of fall, in a masquerade ball
[01:28.55] The music stops eyes drawn to you, then your pretty face mauled
[01:31.99] I saw it a dump a body, covered with mud from rain
[01:36.24] Her rhinestone prom dress still shining when they found her slain
[01:39.89] Demons adore you, make you feel brand new
[01:43.12] Would you shop in the market if it was ran by goblins?
[01:47.57] How do you feel that when you fall down they cheer?
[01:51.16] Alone in the thicket open season you're their deer
[01:55.27] Angels falling, a sense your not important
[01:59.03] Bloodshot, vomit, red light recording
[02:08.16] (She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
[02:15.83] She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
[02:23.52] She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
[02:31.15] She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost)
[02:33.70] I can't really tell
[02:36.91] It should be easy, passing
[02:40.72] And yet
[02:42.73] It's like walking through mud
[02:45.13]
[00:18.61] It should be easy, passing
[00:22.59] And yet
[00:24.57] It's like walking through mud
[00:30.78] Gossip spoken softly, Bailey's uggs, leashed border collies
[00:34.07] Driving drunk tree kamikaze
[00:35.92] She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
[00:38.83] Her cheeks blush from the frost, she's got the eyes of a doll
[00:42.48] Hundreds of dolls picked up and smashed porcelain faux
[00:45.87] A kiss, looks at you oddly, somber sense of melancholy
[00:49.44] Do you think monsters are real?
[00:51.16] 'Cause she spoke to one in the woods and she's gone
[00:54.61] Paradise lost, a covenant with Bael
[00:57.86] They want to wear your pelt like a fox
[01:01.19] What did you do last summer? Pouting face, you're such a bummer
[01:05.06] A skin devoid of color, lamenting to your mother
[01:08.65] The fall, devils enthrall, silhouette wall
[01:13.44] Would you hail the aid of a wounded does call?
[01:16.74] Atrophying body, clothes from the rain all wet and soggy
[01:20.10] They see clear Illuminati, standing ovation then the curtain call
[01:25.19] The scent of fall, in a masquerade ball
[01:28.55] The music stops eyes drawn to you, then your pretty face mauled
[01:31.99] I saw it a dump a body, covered with mud from rain
[01:36.24] Her rhinestone prom dress still shining when they found her slain
[01:39.89] Demons adore you, make you feel brand new
[01:43.12] Would you shop in the market if it was ran by goblins?
[01:47.57] How do you feel that when you fall down they cheer?
[01:51.16] Alone in the thicket open season you're their deer
[01:55.27] Angels falling, a sense your not important
[01:59.03] Bloodshot, vomit, red light recording
[02:08.16] (She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
[02:15.83] She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
[02:23.52] She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost
[02:31.15] She's not picking up the phone 'cause she's lost)
[02:33.70] I can't really tell
[02:36.91] It should be easy, passing
[02:40.72] And yet
[02:42.73] It's like walking through mud
[02:45.13]