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Moderately Mediocre - Sweetie Honey Baby lyrics

Artist: Moderately Mediocre

album: Saccharine Sacrilege


Sweetie, honey, baby,
I don't know what you're thinking
You leave me in your graces
I'm standing on the pavement
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
Catch me plucking daisies
You know it makes me crazy
Cuz it's evermore
I'm never warm enough
To be away from you
Too long
So long
So wrong
So sing along
I'd do
No wrong
So sing along
I'll sing a different song!
Sweetie, honey, baby,
I'm dreaming and I'm waiting
You're staring out the window
And I'm looking up and waving
As sure as I
Can never find
The words to signify
You say it's fine
It'll take time
I say you don't have to lie
One two three
One two three
Step forward
Right to me
I can't
Believe my
Eyes
Lackluster problems
Need modern solutions
And dreamers who find them
Need nothing but bread
Nevermind all the puddles
The poorman's version horseshoe rings
Still Cell towers blink when
We get out of bed now
Roads seldom traveled
Are empty for a reason
And it's our only job
To figure out why and
The moment has passed but
The moment has refused to end
The tremble of a treble clef
Is all we're still waiting for now
Darling it's a secret
You promised me you'd keep it
But you're waving through a window
And I'm packing up and leaving
It's nevermore
Forever sworn
To secrecy and sanity
And silicon stability-
It's sunny outside
I've read the pages read the notes
I've sworn my vows and took an oath
I've dug a grave, one for us both
Like XXXTentacion
So kill me swiftly should we lie
In arm and arm and alibi
Or never speak, have never spoke
Like ultimates who die for hope
We're criminals, we're spirituals
We're callous hypotheticals
We're done performing miracles
Like Jesus's conspirators
It's getting late
The show is on
The door is locked
The windows aren't
A world to take
Revenge upon
Like XXXTentacion
Sweetie, honey, baby,
I don't know what you're thinking
You leave me in your graces
I'm standing on the pavement
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
Lackluster problems
Need modern solutions
And dreamers who find them
Need nothing but bread
Nevermind all the puddles
The poorman's version horseshoe rings
Still Cell towers blink when
We get out of bed now
Roads seldom traveled
Are empty for a reason
And it's our only job
To figure out why and
The moment has passed but
The moment has refused to end
The tremble of a treble clef
Is all we're still waiting for now

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