Nussy Andrews - Freak Show
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Oh, to be music, a figureless form
A song on your lips to be hummed and adored
But i am not music; i’m trapped in a body
I’m trapped in a body that everybody else gets to see except for me
Oh, to be a melody that’s plucked from a string
A collection of syllables that someone else will sing
But i am not music, and everyone sees me
Everyone sees me, and i am not free
I just want to be nothing at all
{instrumental}
One day i’ll turn to dust, and my stories will remain
All the ways i’ve fucked up and all i overcame
But if you could just hear mе, if you could only hear me
If only you could hear mе, then i would be music
Yes, i would be music
Yes, i would be music
Yes, i would be music
Yes, i would be music
Yes, i would be music
Yes, i would be music
Yes, i would be music
Yes, i would be music
A song on your lips to be hummed and adored
But i am not music; i’m trapped in a body
I’m trapped in a body that everybody else gets to see except for me
Oh, to be a melody that’s plucked from a string
A collection of syllables that someone else will sing
But i am not music, and everyone sees me
Everyone sees me, and i am not free
I just want to be nothing at all
{instrumental}
One day i’ll turn to dust, and my stories will remain
All the ways i’ve fucked up and all i overcame
But if you could just hear mе, if you could only hear me
If only you could hear mе, then i would be music
Yes, i would be music
Yes, i would be music
Yes, i would be music
Yes, i would be music
Yes, i would be music
Yes, i would be music
Yes, i would be music
Yes, i would be music