Appledog The Bee In Your Office
Typing keyboards in sync
absorved by the screens
an empire of phones that ring
opened windows let me in
you know I don’t belong here
you know I don’t belong here
you know I don’t belong here
you know I don’t belong here
I like to dress up in costumes
sit behind your desk
and so silently I’ll hide
until I begin to bite, because
you know I don’t belong here
you know I don’t belong here
you know I don’t belong here
you know I don’t belong here
I am the bee
in your office
I am the bee
in your office
Come on try to catch me
come on try to haunt me
come on try to stalk me
come on, try
You face me with a broom
the phone doesn’t understand
that you’ll always miss the shot
you’ll get caught inside my plot
I am the bee
in your office
I am the bee
in your office
you know I’ll bite
and I like to get beaten
you know I’ll bite
and I’ll get beaten up
come on try to catch me
come on try to haunt me
come on try to f*ck me
come on try
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/the/
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/ness/
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/your/
/syn/
/the/
/sized/
/milk/
/and/
/your/
/co/
/ffee/
/ma/
/chine/
let them be embracing you!
let them be embracing you!
I am the bee
in your office
I am the bee
in your office
I am the bee
in your office
the bee
in your office