AWOO - The Hidden Cameras
From the moment I was taught to resist the education
To hold it hostage until I know he loves me
With a shrug and an ugh I unleash my holy power
With a feeling of the end of my last examination
Awoo awoo
How sweet is the curd of my own rich qualities
I'd rather wallow in the mud of my own imagination
If I am naked on the throne
I'll be working in the boneyard
Haunts the blood like a bad reputation
Awoo awoo awoo awoo
I've got 25 bucks can you save my reputation
Acting like nothing ever happened to me ever
But if I covet and conform to my own witch qualities
I will be working for my own now
At least I know he loves me not
Awoo awoo awoo awoo
Awoo awoo awoo awoo
