Supercute!
Dreamsicle
An industry man told us it was time to plug inWe sold out our cuteness to become a hardcore bandThe elephant in the room refused to budge, to budgeTo be a rock star, you must let me change it, let me cut, take away what differs you from the lotI'll kill your trademark in one chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chopWendy's, Mickey D's, KFCAll shoved down your throatLooks just like VegasThe flashing lights make your head spinIf I stay here too long, I'll end up in the loony binI told my grandma and great-grandma that I could longer stay with themThey told me of their soon dying day and that if I loved them, I would remain and stayThey cried and said that I chose art over my familyLet's just turn Pink Floyd up and float awayFloat away
From Letras Mania