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Thomas Gilltrap - Fairies Lyrics



Thomas Gilltrap - Fairies Lyrics




I'm sorry that I don't believe in fairies
When shit gets scary I roll around with Hairy McLairy
But when Hairy disappears because the speakers are blaring
I stop sharing, stop caring
That's my one red herring
(I've got a million red herrings)
I work at a f*cking fish shop
Disks stop spinning
They flop like floppy discs
Not on any bitches radar
Cause the radio is not what I'm appealing to (No)
If I emailed you
You'd say "you spitting but you're lacking all the feeling, dude"
I don't even know what healing all my music with do
Cause I'm still me, still here, stilling wandering Tugs
Still me, still here, feeling blue in my room
I need my bike fi-i-i-i...
I need that LED roll where the lights stick
Need to befriend the people head to toe in Nike ticks
Need to accept the fact that maybe I'm a bright kid
And stop fighting shit

I'm sorry that I don't believe in fairies
I board ferries after two hours of staring
At the hills and people going about their life with solid bearings
Imma need a tough T tool to fix the way I'm fairing
I'm sorry that I don't believe in fairies
I board ferries after two hours of staring
At the hills and people going about their life with solid bearings
Imma need a tough T tool to fix the way I'm fairing

I'm sorry that I don't believe in fairies (Yeah!)
When shit gets scary I roll around with Hairy McLairy
But when Hairy disappears because the speakers are blaring
I stop sharing, stop caring
That's my one red herring
(I've got a million red herrings)
I work at a f*cking fish shop
Disks stop spinning
They flop like floppy discs
Not on any bitches radar
Cause the radio is not what I'm appealing to (No)
If I emailed you
You'd say "you spitting but you're lacking all the feeling, dude"
I don't even know what healing all my music with do
Cause I'm still me, still here, stilling wandering Tugs
Still me, still here, feeling blue in my room
I need my bike fixed (Yup)
I need that LED roll where the lights stick (Ay)
Need to befriend the people head to toe in Nike ticks (No)
Need to accept the fact that maybe I'm a bright kid
And stop fighting shit

I'm sorry that I don't believe in fairies
I board ferries after two hours of staring
At the hills and people going about their life with solid bearings
Imma need a tough T tool to fix the way I'm fairing (Thank you, though)
I'm sorry that I don't believe in fairies
I board ferries after two hours of staring
At the hills and people going about their life with solid bearings
Imma need a tough T tool to fix the way I'm fairing (Thank you, though)
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I'm sorry that I don't believe in fairies
When shit gets scary I roll around with Hairy McLairy
But when Hairy disappears because the speakers are blaring
I stop sharing, stop caring
That's my one red herring
(I've got a million red herrings)
I work at a f*cking fish shop
Disks stop spinning
They flop like floppy discs
Not on any bitches radar
Cause the radio is not what I'm appealing to (No)
If I emailed you
You'd say "you spitting but you're lacking all the feeling, dude"
I don't even know what healing all my music with do
Cause I'm still me, still here, stilling wandering Tugs
Still me, still here, feeling blue in my room
I need my bike fi-i-i-i...
I need that LED roll where the lights stick
Need to befriend the people head to toe in Nike ticks
Need to accept the fact that maybe I'm a bright kid
And stop fighting shit

I'm sorry that I don't believe in fairies
I board ferries after two hours of staring
At the hills and people going about their life with solid bearings
Imma need a tough T tool to fix the way I'm fairing
I'm sorry that I don't believe in fairies
I board ferries after two hours of staring
At the hills and people going about their life with solid bearings
Imma need a tough T tool to fix the way I'm fairing

I'm sorry that I don't believe in fairies (Yeah!)
When shit gets scary I roll around with Hairy McLairy
But when Hairy disappears because the speakers are blaring
I stop sharing, stop caring
That's my one red herring
(I've got a million red herrings)
I work at a f*cking fish shop
Disks stop spinning
They flop like floppy discs
Not on any bitches radar
Cause the radio is not what I'm appealing to (No)
If I emailed you
You'd say "you spitting but you're lacking all the feeling, dude"
I don't even know what healing all my music with do
Cause I'm still me, still here, stilling wandering Tugs
Still me, still here, feeling blue in my room
I need my bike fixed (Yup)
I need that LED roll where the lights stick (Ay)
Need to befriend the people head to toe in Nike ticks (No)
Need to accept the fact that maybe I'm a bright kid
And stop fighting shit

I'm sorry that I don't believe in fairies
I board ferries after two hours of staring
At the hills and people going about their life with solid bearings
Imma need a tough T tool to fix the way I'm fairing (Thank you, though)
I'm sorry that I don't believe in fairies
I board ferries after two hours of staring
At the hills and people going about their life with solid bearings
Imma need a tough T tool to fix the way I'm fairing (Thank you, though)
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Writer: Thomas Gilltrap
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Performed By: Thomas Gilltrap
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Thomas Gilltrap

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