Turn Into Something

Oh twisted me I came to eat at the hall where we danced to some duds My crowd of pals observed my fingers and prayed for the lunch I had hung And cheers rolled out and I thought early of tunas in tennisons tubs That should turn into something You should turn into something Oh blissful bleed I came out peaking and leaked out like a wet clown My tears rolled down and arms went round at night I gapped at her gowns So often green but she held me my curtains were covered in hounds She said Oh my sweet goodness wish you could be here every time But don't miss me goodness because I rub away every time Then groan at the goodness but do you mean not every time Then gone in the goodness wish I could stay here every time A mistful meet with teachers speaking there muffled by buzzes and hums So headphone tones do float me home my chair was begging to come And I'm not bummed some works not fun then we crawl in the carpet like bugs Unrestful eve I sipped on leaks and sat in the room had a grudge The jumping dust made catfish bust from corners now dripping with mud And she knocked twice and we got silly and noone knew what would come She said Oh my sweet goodness wish you could be here every time But don't miss me goodness because I rub away every time Then groan at the goodness but do you mean not every time Then gone in the goodness wish I could stay here every time But you'll turn into something You should turn into something