Cuckoo
Ten silver spoons coming after me
One life with one dream on repeat
I'll escape if I try hard enough
Till King of the Jungle calls my bluff
Oh Lord
I have been sold
That I must take the unforsaken road
There's a fork in the road
I'll do as as I am told
And I don't know, don't know, don't know, don't know
Who I want to be
Cuckoo
You say Y-E-S to everything
Will that guarantee you a win?
Do you think you will be good enough
To love others and to be loved?
Oh Lord
Now I can see
The cutlery will keep on chasing me (forsaken road)
There's a fork in the road
I'll do as as I am told
And I don't know, don't know, don't know, don't know
Who I want to be
We are the spoons, metal-ly mean
We scooped our way into your dreams
To knock the knives out bloody cold
And lead you down the unforsaken road
There's a fork in the road
I'll do as as I am told
And I don't know, don't know, don't know, don't know
Who I want to be
Ten silver spoons coming after me
One life with one dream on repeat
I'll escape if I try hard enough
Till King of the Jungle calls my bluff
Oh Lord
I have been sold
That I must take the unforsaken road
There's a fork in the road
I'll do as as I am told
And I don't know, don't know, don't know, don't know
Who I want to be
Cuckoo
You say Y-E-S to everything
Will that guarantee you a win?
Do you think you will be good enough
To love others and to be loved?
Oh Lord
Now I can see
The cutlery will keep on chasing me (forsaken road)
There's a fork in the road
I'll do as as I am told
And I don't know, don't know, don't know, don't know
Who I want to be
We are the spoons, metal-ly mean
We scooped our way into your dreams
To knock the knives out bloody cold
And lead you down the unforsaken road
There's a fork in the road
I'll do as as I am told
And I don't know, don't know, don't know, don't know
Who I want to be
Cucú
10 cucharas de plata persiguiéndome,
una vida con un sueño que se repite,
escaparé si lo intento lo suficiente.
Hasta que el rey de la jungla me ponga en evidencia.
Oh señor,
me han vendido
que he de tomar la ruta abandonada.
Hay un tenedor en la carretera,
haré lo que me manden,
y no sé, no sé, no sé
No lo sé.
Quién quiero ser.
Cucú
Dices que sí a todo,
¿Eso te garantiza el ganar?
¿Crees que serás lo suficientemente bueno para
amar a otros y que te amen?
Oh señor,
ahora lo veo,
la cubertería me seguirá persiguiendo (ruta abandonada)
Hay un tenedor en la carretera,
haré lo que me manden,
y no sé, no sé, no sé
No lo sé.
Quién quiero ser.
Somos las cucharas, metalizadamente crueles,
Nos introdujimos en tus sueños,
para sacar los puñales helados,
y guiarte por la carretera abandonada.
Hay un tenedor en la carretera,
haré lo que me manden,
y no sé, no sé, no sé
No lo sé.
Quién quiero ser.
10 cucharas de plata persiguiéndome,
una vida con un sueño que se repite,
escaparé si lo intento lo suficiente.
Hasta que el rey de la jungla me ponga en evidencia.
Oh señor,
me han vendido
que he de tomar la ruta abandonada.
Hay un tenedor en la carretera,
haré lo que me manden,
y no sé, no sé, no sé
No lo sé.
Quién quiero ser.
Cucú
Dices que sí a todo,
¿Eso te garantiza el ganar?
¿Crees que serás lo suficientemente bueno para
amar a otros y que te amen?
Oh señor,
ahora lo veo,
la cubertería me seguirá persiguiendo (ruta abandonada)
Hay un tenedor en la carretera,
haré lo que me manden,
y no sé, no sé, no sé
No lo sé.
Quién quiero ser.
Somos las cucharas, metalizadamente crueles,
Nos introdujimos en tus sueños,
para sacar los puñales helados,
y guiarte por la carretera abandonada.
Hay un tenedor en la carretera,
haré lo que me manden,
y no sé, no sé, no sé
No lo sé.
Quién quiero ser.
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