letra de top notes - ella maraschino
find me in there
vanity fair
on a glossy page
smelling like the most expensive perfume
you will never taste
far off fairytale
castle in the hills
the farther away i get from normal the better
fame
where you couldn’t touch me even if you tried
glory
where they preserve girls like swans on ice
gory
pull out the flowers from my insides
alive
and with the vines your hands are tied
fame, glory, gory, alive
i have top notes of sweet cherry
misted like a cloud
middle of girlish apathy
a base of all i care so much about
i love rural massachusetts
but i hate my f-cking town
i never finish my birthday cake
but i never throw it out
i want my name out of your mouth
replaced with happy female sounds
i want to rule the f-cking world
go home and dance around my house
fame
where you couldn’t touch me even if you tried
glory
where they preserve girls like swans on ice
gory
pull out the flowers from my insides
alive
and with the vines your hands are tied
fame, glory, gory, alive
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