1957 Fxr Upr by Pink Navel Lyrics

I need someone to come fix me
I need someone to come through and fix me

Uh, okay

Navel didn't ask for this
I try hard but get sick when I'm passing spliffs
To acts trackin' hits in my back room
Yeah, Navel tags you in like you need to spit to make cash you
Livin' in Camp Lazlo
Lazy Bean has yo own song to dab to
Didn't need to have you at the spot
Round two beats lost
Pound new beats off I beat off
To songs down my avenue

I think beats keep me good
Weak knees couldn't stop D, yes we should
Bounce when we need to
Control beats I see through
Believe new ways to see people shift like green goo
Changing when they see to fit
I need to get fit if I'm gonna beat you
I'm gonna beat me one day
My mind on own track, Prozac running
Laps did not stand for no human nature
I am too clueless to my nomenclature
Navel's face is erased, bros hate her
Girls hate him, always feel like they're faking
Race and known place in spaces safe for me
Knowledge is keeping me uninformed
We need to know more
Navel not nice when knifes stuck in their own form

I need fixing
I need someone to come through and fix me
I need fixing
I need someone to come through and—

I can't do it myself, uh
I can't do it myself no more, uh

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

Am I accurate to guess who I am?
I wish Dev was file extension
I'm not so good at guessing, give me a second
P-I-N-K dot-dev is the message
If I could be a song
No one could drag the mud along my silly body
Navel done hiding, through being sorry
Even if it's raw the Navel can shine brightly
Pink!
I'm the cute ink squirter rhymes neat-o
Pink baby octopus from Finding Nemo
Could you guess I am always making a beat, though? Hm

I focus on mix too much
Cover songs in Pink sound around new ones
Export to dot-dev and focus on the roll out
Navel not nice because they never were a boy scout