I can be a freak I can, I can be a freak I can, I can be a freak I can, I can be a freak I can, I can be a freak I can, I can be a freak I can, I can
At the theater, I did meet her And the show was whimsical and sublime I'm in tatters, nothing matters Til I grasp a big disaster like a mime She's got
Freak Freak Freak Freak I need psychiatric therapy I could use a lobotomy Guess, I'll never learn Suppose, I'll always be a worm Freak of nature Freak
Yeah, feel real good Cameras on the ceiling Cameras on the corners of my bed I barely know you but I'm feeling Like you really did something to my head
Lip tight its prophecy sealed wafer wise come dancing caged and small in its cavity. But I can feel your heart beat its shape in my hand. Pounded air
The world is changin' and time is spinnin' fast It's so amazing how you came into my life I know it seems all hope is gone I know you feel you can't be
Somebody told me You were not coming home The words are spinnin' in time And the air suddenly went cold The sun is still shining But everything feels
Goodbye Ooh goodbye Oh goodbye Goodbye Yeah yeah yeah goodbye Goodbye Yeah goodbye Oh goodbye Come on and sing with me Goodbye Ah one more time, ah one
You can say what you want about me Try to do what you want to me But you cannot stop me I've been knocked down, it's a crazy town Even got punch in the
I know that's just the way it goes And you ain't right for sure You turned your back on love For the last time It won't take much longer now Time makes
The world stops as you walk in, Every head turns to you dreading everything God gave you The strobe lights bounce off the walls Pulls you in, as they
I need a freak I want a freak I need a I want a I need a freak I want a freak I need a I want a Girl, I need a freak I'm the one who is the low-key Don
At times I'm saddled by this nagging doubt And the light so dim Through this confusion my heart goes traveling On a whim It's a cold and rainy day but
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Chica was a chica from Miami She was chic but cute Never tell if she's girl or a boy She was working runways up at fashion week And we couldn't see what
I wanna be a freak don't know why, I wanna sprout wings and try to fly, I wanna drop n passers-by, oh my, oh my, oh my, oh I wanna be purple spotted pink
Traded your bucket and bruises for a bag of bones And a wardrobe of excuses You live too hard, you look too good And you're in my backyard, just like
