Bella Poarch

Bighead

Bella Poarch

Picnic at the Cemetery


Oh-oh, oh-oh (Ooh)
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh

Always wide awake
A book of smiling faces
They used to keep me sane
But lately, they're just vacant, filling up the spaces

(Oh-oh, oh-oh) There's nothing left to hide
(Oh-oh, oh-oh) From coming out my mind
(Oh-oh, oh-oh) The world they live inside
Keeps growing every night (Oh)

I don't have any friends
So I go pick them instead
Feels like all that I am
Is a tiny body stuck with a big head

Too young to know what's wrong
I ask for just a favor
To pull me from these walls
Away from cold behavior, any place is safer

(Oh-oh, oh-oh) There's nothing left to hide
(Oh-oh, oh-oh) From coming out my mind
(Oh-oh, oh-oh) The world they live inside
Keeps growing every night (Oh)

I don't have any friends
So I go pick them instead
Feels like all that I am
Is a tiny body stuck with a big head

Oh-ah-ah-ah
Oh-ah-ah-ah
Oh-ah-ah-ah
Oh-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Oh-ah-ah-ah
Oh-ah-ah-ah
Oh-ah-ah-ah

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