Yeah I like it so much
Get a break from reality
Daily high and low
Stay away from vanity
And I like it so much
All my sins are washed away
Blowing up my dead brain
Why do I feel so ashamed?
Give me something,
Something to cradle all my thoughts
Something, can I get anything?
Something to cradle all my thoughts
Yeah I like you so much
Shaky hands when you're not there
Sweating smoke on my couch
I'm not feeling any pain
And I miss you so much
Everytime you go away
Fever will eat my spine
Burning weakness, I've been told
Give me something,
Something to cradle all my thoughts
Something, can I get anything?
Something to cradle all my thoughts
Funky Queen Video (MV)
Performed By: Black Mirrors
Length: 3:07
Written by: Marcella Di Troia, Pierre Lateur, Gregory Verdin, Edouard Cabuy
Black Mirrors - Funky Queen Lyrics
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Yeah I like it so much
Get a break from reality
Daily high and low
Stay away from vanity
And I like it so much
All my sins are washed away
Blowing up my dead brain
Why do I feel so ashamed?
Give me something,
Something to cradle all my thoughts
Something, can I get anything?
Something to cradle all my thoughts
Yeah I like you so much
Shaky hands when you're not there
Sweating smoke on my couch
I'm not feeling any pain
And I miss you so much
Everytime you go away
Fever will eat my spine
Burning weakness, I've been told
Give me something,
Something to cradle all my thoughts
Something, can I get anything?
Something to cradle all my thoughts
Get a break from reality
Daily high and low
Stay away from vanity
And I like it so much
All my sins are washed away
Blowing up my dead brain
Why do I feel so ashamed?
Give me something,
Something to cradle all my thoughts
Something, can I get anything?
Something to cradle all my thoughts
Yeah I like you so much
Shaky hands when you're not there
Sweating smoke on my couch
I'm not feeling any pain
And I miss you so much
Everytime you go away
Fever will eat my spine
Burning weakness, I've been told
Give me something,
Something to cradle all my thoughts
Something, can I get anything?
Something to cradle all my thoughts
Writer: Marcella Di Troia, Pierre Lateur, Gregory Verdin, Edouard Cabuy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management