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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Olivia Claire Tafel
Songwriter
Lyrics
Hey there sunshine
Can we just talk for awhile
It's twisted in the sun or we're drinking wine
That's why my mind spinning all the time
Pretty little eyes and a big fake smile
It's driving me wild
She got those eyes like the emerald towers
Ain't got no heart no brain or no powers
Caught up in the twister
You wouldn't wanna miss her
You kinda wanna kill her and kinda wanna kiss her
I know my emotions tend to smother
But I'm so sick of small talk about the weather
I hope you're getting read like my scarlet letter
I hope you're getting red like my scarlet letter
Right hand blue bending backwards over you
Ding dong the bitch is dead
Pumps they were scarlet red
Like blood coming from the dead
Roof over my head I coulda stayed in bed
Follow the yellow brink road till your Brain fucking explodes
Caught up in the twister
You wouldn't wanna miss her
You kinda wanna kill her and kinda wanna kiss her
I know my emotions tend to smother
But I'm so sick of small talk about the weather
I hope you're getting read like my scarlet letter
I hope you're getting red like my scarlet letter
Writer(s): Olivia Tafel
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