My favourite lyrics at the moment V
Rococo rococo rococo rococo.Rococo rococo rococo rococo.
Rococo rococo rococo rococo.
Rococo rococo rococo rococo.
Rococo.
Ro-co-co.
RO-CO-CO.
Accompany me,
By the kitchen sink.
We talk about love,
We talk about dishwasher tablets, illness
And we dream about heaven.
As we fall into sequence
And we’re eating our young
Remain silent and still for modesty
Oh. Bummer. Mine is cooler.
I will act in a certain way
I control what I can
That’s the man I am
But it pains me to say
And I do what I can
That’s the man I am
I have succeeded
I won’t compete for long [I thought this was I want to be forlorn which I personally think is way cooler]
I’m not supposed to show you
I’ve got two secrets
But I only showed you one