Squash

(álbum: Undergrowth - 2022)

Do, do-do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do
Do, do-do-do, do-do-do
(Do-do)

Simple things got complicated
No more friends and no more faces
Not what I anticipated
I want to be alleviated

Cut my cloth and clip my wings
Twist my arm and pull my strings
It goes back and forth and back to me
In my mind, I hear you sing, it goes

Do, do-do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do
Do, do-do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do

Nothing has been said or done
Of you and I or anyone
No progress can be ever made
No day will ever feel the same

Cut my cloth and clip my wings
Twist my arm and pull my strings
It goes back and forth and back to me
In my mind, I hear you sing, it goes

Do, do-do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do
Do, do-do-do, do-do-do (In my mind, I hear you sing)
Do-do-do-do-do-do
Do, do-do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do
Do, do-do-do, do-do-do (In my mind, I hear you sing)
Do-do-do-do-do-do

Do, do-do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do
Do, do-do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do, do