Body Type Stingray
Futility
Feelings fleetin'
Don't wait for them
Own your outcome
Cardboard cut-out solving crystal castle
Tender touches on the stem of a rose
Spineless stingray can still sting the right way
Mindless matches have a head just start the burn
And then you'll hold me and make me dissolve
I put my feelers out and go in back to the fold
I let you love a little bigger, I'm not sure
Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sure!
That's not who you are
That's not who you are
That's not who you are
That's not who you are
That's not who you are!
You are a myth, I am the mystic, you can see it in my eyes
This is the hand that you've been dealt with, cast your doubts aside
The stingray with no spine, she can still sting just fine
The matchstick with no mind, had a head just start the burn
And then you'll hold me and make me dissolve
I put my feelers out and go in back to the fold
I let you love a little bigger, I'm not sure
Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sure!
That's not who you are [x10]
And then you'll hold me and make me dissolve
I put my feelers out and go in back to the fold
I let you love a little bigger, I'm not sure
Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sure!
That's not who you are [x10]
