@panteracuca

11 months ago

lyrics!!!! Baby Hotline, please hold me close to you Baby flatline, still time to do it too (ha-ha-ha!) Baby snack time, chow down to earth But in your head she's a Hoarder of quarters And no boundary boredom-dom Boundary boredom! I contend that your drinking eye has never opened I insist somebody will die, and I hate hoping Wishing that the pills let you cry, and I hate coping Someday I will go back outside and see her, okay Hung up and put it on hold! (old) (Hotline!) My line is getting cold! (o-o-old) (Hotline!) Hung up and put it on hold! (o-o-old) (Hotline!) (Oh, uh, I'll try again though) Baby Hotline, please dial nine to get out! No flatline, what were you scared about? (Ha-ha-ha!) Baby sat by and felt the wind At least I called her a Hoarder of quarters And no boundary boredom-dom No boundary and boredom! I contend that your drinking eye has never opened I insist somebody will die, and I hate hoping Wishing that the pills let you cry, and I hate coping Someday I will go back outside and see her, okay Hung up and put it on hold! (-Old) (Hotline!) My line is getting cold! (O-o-old) (Hotline!) Hung up and put it on hold! (O-o-old) (Hotline!) Numb, feel burning with haste And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste I feel numb, I've been burning with haste And I'm realizing now what a terrible waste I feel numb, I've been burning with haste And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste I feel numb, I've been burning with haste And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste I feel numb What a waste What a waste What a waste Sunbathe 'til morning time And your e-eyes Will open wide (What a waste) Oh baby, nevermind And my si-ight Oh, run and hide I can say Oh, wrap it in with cinnamon (what about) I've been dead Oh, wrap the trouble now (ha ha!) I feel so good Ring won't bend (and you did it) Thinking bent, oh I won't stay more anymore, oh I don't even think about it Oh, you know I don't Oh, you know I don't Oh, you know I don't Oh, you know I don't I hate hoping, oh-oh-oh I hate hoping, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh I hate hoping, oh I hate hoping, oh

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