Melanie Martinez x twenty one pilots - Alphabet Judge (mashup) | Текст песни

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• Melanie Martinez x twenty one pilots
• Alphabet Judge (mashup)

You’re always aiming paper airplanes at me when you’re around.
You build me up like building blocks just so you can break me down
You can crush my candy cane but you’ll never catch me cry
If you didn’t go back to home and I tag you don’t be surprised.

I found my way
Right time wrong place
As I pled my case

I know my ABC’s yet you keep teaching me
I say, fuck your degree, alphabet boy
You think you’re smarter than me with all your bad poetry
Fuck all your ABC’s, alphabet boy

I’m not a little kid now.
Watch me get big now.
Spell my name on the fridge now
With all your alphabet toys
You want a spelling bee now?
With all “You’re smarter than me” now?
You’re the prince of the playground.
Little, alphabet boy. Take me.

Apples aren’t an always appropriate apology
Butterscotch and bubblegum drops are bittersweet to me.
Don’t call me a child while you keep counting all your coins.
Well you’re not my daddy and I’m not your dolly.
And you’re dictionary’s distorted.

I know my ABC’s yet you keep teaching me
I say, fuck your degree, alphabet boy
You think you’re smarter than me with all your bad poetry
Fuck all your ABC’s, alphabet boy

I found my way
Right time wrong place
As I pled my case

I’m not a little kid now.
Watch me get big now.
Spell my name on the fridge now
With all your alphabet toys
You want a spelling bee now?
With all “You’re smarter than me” now?
You’re the prince of the playground.
Little, alphabet boy.

Alphabet Boy.
My alphabet Boy.

I’m not a little kid now.
Watch me get big now.
Spell my name on the fridge now
With all your alphabet toys
You want a spelling bee now?
With all “You’re smarter than me” now?
You’re the prince of the playground.
Little, alphabet boy.