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delusional world champion by Jean Dawson album cover

delusional world champion

by Jean Dawson

Lyrics
Walk
'Til I can't feel my feet, I'm stuck
Inhale, exhale, I'm in the breeze, yeah
Catch me if you can I got the moon in my-
Pretty little hands, I make the sun come out
Party in my head, the disco ball will pop

Runnin' for my life, I make the stars come up
Smashin' in the sides, I make the clouds erupt
Sittin' in my room the karma's catching up
Spinnin' in the womb my momma's bastards son

[?] in the sky
I'm stuck in the light
[?] inside
Walls [?] inside, inside, inside, inside, inside, inside, inside

Nobody lookin' at me
Body headless
Pussy call when you can see
Through a smile
I'm so sick of makin' fake with ya
My bad religion
Make you way sicker (Hallelujah!)
Jesus peace believe in me
I don't need anything from anyone around me
[?] I'm dancin' on cop cars
Jumpin' off the roof and landin' on pop stars
I'm all stars, [?]
Made it out the grave, now look at this boy walk

Runnin' for my life, I make the stars come up
Smashin' in the sides, I make the clouds erupt
Sittin' in my room the karma's catching up
Spinnin' in the womb my momma's bastards son
Runnin' for my life, I make the stars come up
Smashin' in the sides, I make the clouds erupt
Sittin' in my room the karma's catching up
Spinnin' in the womb my momma's bastards son