Lulu on Mars - Bats in my Stomach

Bats in my stomach, I wake up drenched in pitch
I go shopping for my coffin, baby darling you're my favorite bitch
Ey, yeah
Got everything I wanted, but I did not expect this
Everything is going down, I need I need I need another fix
Ey, yeah
Haven't showered in a week and I'm not planning on doing so
Cause cleansing`s for the weak
I gotta sit in my dirt yeah, sit in my hurt ey, yeah
Sit in my dirt yeah, Sit in my hurt ey
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I cannot be your flower
And I cannot be your great white hope
Little devils getting louder and they're wearing your face woah, oh, oh
I cannot be your power
And I cannot be the way you cope
Little devils getting louder and they're wearing your face woah, oh, oh
Bats in my stomach when I think about you
Got bats in my stomach when I think about you
Bats in my stomach when I think about you
You, oh, oh, oh, oh
I cannot be your flower
And I cannot be your great white hope
My little devils getting louder and they're wearing your face woah, oh, oh
I cannot be your power
And I cannot be the way you cope
Little devils getting louder and they're wearing your face woah, oh, oh
(Bats in my stomach)
(Ba-ba-bats in my stomach)
(Ba-bats in my stomach)
(Bats in my stomach)
(Ba-bats in my stomach)

Written by:
Lucia Knöpfel

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