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letra de tiny marshmallows - dislotec

tiny marshmallows lyrics
my sober life revolves around a lot of hot chocolate
and mad dashes out of target with it stashed under my armpit
i’m a nice fellow, but it’s hard to quit
tiny marshmallows once you’ve started

i know you have prozac, don’t act as though that
last remark was so off-topic if your hands are in your pockets
or you’re rockin’ out locked in a walk in closet
and i’m very proud to call y’all my target market

the ghosts of old razor blades said there could be a case to make
and i could use an 8 by 8 square foot sp-ce to pace
barefoot and tied down is how i take my rainy days
i’ll dress up as the maid and act amazed at all we brеak today

this time my medicine’ll tastе good
and these fine things cried out in a daze could
stand to be repeated, even after knees are even
with your hands and feet, i mean for us to grab a piece and eat it

[gasp]
in the middle east
i bet that thing we invented is illegal
which probably oughtta speak for its redeeming qualities
if you forget the steps, then just follow me
a final backflip eliminates the need for swallowing
[gasp]
put up a crockpot of meat
spend a day in bed, get up at 10 when we gotta eat
split lips and a limp are the cost of being gleefully accosted
and your t–th mean a lot to me

if i don’t make my fix
i’m a cranky b-tch
it takes sp-ce and time and not much left of mine’ll fit
if you take a duck from my pond, i may not respond
there are days i can’t see f-ckin’ sh-t because of it

i self sense with what should have been rejected words
if i were pressed, i couldn’t spell what i said to her
if we could settle this, i guess i’ll run better
except every step left in my alphabet’s a blood letter

nah, forget it
took a nice tune and wrecked it with a convoluted message
uh, maybe it’s true i’m just waiting to be excused
then i’m back on the swing set no one’s seen my shoes like:

“dum dum da dum da dum dum dum dum dum”

oh, may this man of many vices be a figure of resistance
may his cannibalistic cycles be quite slimming when they’re vicious
if i have to pay the price, ill watch your lips to blow me kisses
then i’ll scramble up the light and haunt your visions with my image
eyes and heart and skin is where it itches
and i’m glad to be alive, so let me wish for triple digits
if the [?] capsizes, i’ll be living with the fishes
and i’ll have to realized that i was really never listen-
ugh

- dislotec

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