Smoothly

Surely you think of me when you drink your black coffee

And no matter what it is it's still two packs of sugar every day

Maybe baby baby

I want you to know

Would past me be happy sad proud or just the same

Filled with anxiety, oh

Smoothly

Smoothly

You say you respect me but in reality you were

Waiting for me to say yes

Ok I guess

What is there left to say from

A girl with a mental capacity of only five days

What if you see me on the sixth?

Would you ask me for a key?

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Smoothly

Smoothly, smoothly, smoothly

Smoothly

It's lonely and I like it

Until the night falls and I fight it and I fight it

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Smoothly

Smoothly