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letra de bad itches - synthi ribell

[intro]
-whistle-
(shhh…)
yeah…
bad itches

[verse 1]
eeh.. they see me walkin’ with my head up high (so high)
think my skin is perfect, think my composure’s lie
but underneath this denim, underneath this lace
there’s a frantic little fire i’m tryna displace
got a smile for the camera, a nod for the scene
while i’m countin’ all the exits, feelin’ barely seen
this ain’t the kind of flaw that a filter can fix
it’s a persistent, pesky, peculiar kind of mix

[pre-chorus]
they all wanna be’s… -whistle- cool and unbothered
but i’m just fightin’ a feelin’ that i somehow smothered
(oh no, here it comes)
-whistle-

[chorus]
bad, bad, bad, bad, bad itches! (yeah!)
scratchin’ at the surface of a perfect day (uu-hu-hu)
bad. bad itches! (c’mon!)
makin’ me twitch in a major way (way)
looks so smooth, but it’s a beautiful mess
this private little war in a party dress
bad, bad, bad, bad, bad itches! (he-e-ehey!)
nothin’ ever fixes… my bad itches
[post-chorus]
(itches, itch-itches, bad itches)
nothin’ ever fixes
(itches, itch-itches, bad itches)
(yeah… itches)

[verse 2]
it’s in the grocery line, it’s at the bottom of my cup
the feelin’ that i should be givin’ up… but i don’t
it’s the tag on my sweater, the pea under the bed
a million tiny worries messin’ with my head
i’m polishin’ the surface ’til it’s good and clean
while i’m hostin’ a riot on the routine
a socialite on main street, a recluse in my mind
the two are permanently intertwined

[pre-chorus]
they all wanna be’s… yeah, that’s the goal
but i’m just tryna keep some semblance of control
(can’t control it… now drop)

[chorus]
bad, bad, bad, bad, bad itches! (let’s go!)
scratchin’ at the surface of a perfect day (scratchin’)
bad. bad itches! (c’mon!)
makin’ me twitch in a major way (haa-ha)
looks so smooth, but it’s a beautiful mess
this private little war in a party dress
bad, bad, bad, bad itches! (heeey!)
nothin’ ever fixes… my bad itches
[bridge]
and everybody’s got one… a secret, silent scream
a wrinkle in the fabric of the dream
(you got one… i know you one…)
we’re all just dancin’ with our own bad itch
(in the club… in the car… in the…)
(itch-itch-itch-itchin’)

[chorus]
bad, bad, bad, bad, bad itches! (hey!)
scratchin’ at the surface of a perfect day (woo!)
bad. bad itches! (c’mon!)
makin’ me twitch in a major way (waaay!)
looks so smooth, but it’s a beautiful mess
this private little war in a party dress
bad, bad, bad, bad, bad itches! (heey!)
nothin’ ever fixes… my bad itches

[outro]
(itches, itches, bad itches…)
nothin’ ever fixes
(itches, itches, hee-yeah)
my bad itches
(yeah… yeah)

- synthi ribell

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