Melanie Martinez

Field Trip
You know I'm not one to take orders from ya I'll drop another clue for you, peek-a-boo, now do you get it? You always wonder why I just say, "Forget it" 'Cause talking to a brick wall give me headaches, headaches Spread your lies while I stretch Spread my legs and do the splits Yell at me on your screen While I send love to your being You're not real, just like me We were never our bodies We're just us, energy Hot likе melting icy cream Tryna bring the mystical into thе material Bitch, I'm an eleven Life Path, I'm ethereal I'm the definition of dichotomy, duality Katarina in the womb for nine months 'til she birthed me Look at her, she's a bridge, and on her bridge, I'll take a shit Fuck it up, you get lit, let's get deep, if not, I'll dip I be riding solo on my field trip I'm never gonna be what you had envisioned You say blanquitas feel more Latina than you, ¿ahora lo entiendes? You always say you're woke, it's your aesthetic But is your empathy actually authentic? Is it? Letras de canciones I am shy, but I do speak only when I truly need To say some shit that hopefully Will reach the ears it's supposed to be I try my best to show them me, my rising sign is all they see Scorpio bitch with a sharp-ass sting I got a Taurus sun, moon Mercury Tryna bring the mystical into the material Bitch, I'm an eleven Life Path, I'm ethereal I'm the definition of dichotomy, duality Katarina in the womb for nine months 'til she birthed me Look at her, she's a bridge, and on her bridge, I'll take a shit Fuck it up, you get lit, let's get deep, if not, I'll dip I be riding solo on my field trip From Letras Mania