Bitlo.ru - tok]

tok] [Verse 1] Pull my hair back ‘til my eyebrows reach the ceiling Mommy says that "pretty" is a substitute for feeling I’ve got ruffles on my ankles and a collar made of lace While the vinegar is leaking from my static, smiling face. [Sound of a silver spoon clinking against a teacup] Pass the honey, pass the sugar, hide the bruises with the cream We’re the leading actors in a technicolor dream. [Pre-Chorus] [Fast rhythmic clock ticking: Tik-tok-tik-tok-tik-tok] One sip for the neighbors, two sips for the show Don't let all the secrets in the teapot overflow. Smile for the camera, hold your breath and count to ten Then we’ll put the monsters back into their golden pen. [Chorus] [Drop: Sudden heavy distorted Trap beat and dark bass] I’m a portrait in a frame that’s getting way too tight I’m a birthday candle burning in the middle of the night! The icing is delicious but the cake is full of flies Can’t you see the fever in my oversized eyes? [Loud sound effect: CRUNCH of porcelain breaking] I’m just a garnish on your plate, but I’m filled with hate! [Bridge] [Music cuts to a creepy, distorted toy piano solo] [Vocal effect: Lo-fi, radio filter] Pinky up... Don't interrupt... The porcelain is cracked... And the suitcase is packed... [Screaming into a child’s giggle] [Outro] [Melody slows down, getting out of tune] The tea is cold... The story’s old...