Condemned To Be Freaky

Brad Stank

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I want her love
Baby, I'll get down on my knees
But from above
I saw my life beside the sea

Condemned to be
F-f-f-freaky

I want her love
Talking 'bout a sexistential need
But undreamed of
Faces, they wait for you and me

Condemned to be
F-f-f-freaky

The function of words is to conceal thought
And, um

F-f-f-freaky
Every flower just like the Buddha's eye
Every flower just like the Buddha's eye
And here's the story, over and over again
F-f-f-freaky
F-f-f-freaky
F-f-f-freaky