According To Cordelia

I’m a monster, Under a certain bed
Lurking in the shadows, light inside my head
I see her living and I head towards the nearest Ted
Talk, Talk to me today it should be different but not bad
I wrote this song in class cuz it reminds me of the past
Nerving memories to scroll thorugh, «Zid Kass»
Using papers to communicate I miss touching your ass
I’ll keep this song clean for now because
According to Cordelia, I’m no longer so good
According to Cordelia, I left the neighborhood
According to Cordelia, There’s no longer our world
But history says otherwise, I pray to the good lord
According to Cordlia
We keep our story safe
Don’t throw things that I gave ya
Just keep thm in your place
According to Cordelia
We keep our story safe
Don’t throw things that I gave ya
Just keep them in your place