Songtext von Unnecessary

Unnecessary, no longer extraordinary No longer the height of fashion Or the subject of a passion Stretch pants, bee lines (?) love and soverance (?) Trivialized Bouncing baby on her big thighs Suddenly she realizes Unnecessary, unnecessary, unnecessary, unnecessary She's unnecessary, no longer extraordinary No longer the height of fashion or the subject of a Passion Sister, brother, it's so hard to fuck a mother What is it we give each other What is it we take away? Unnecessary, unnecessary, unnecessary unnecessary Unnecessary, no longer extraordinary No longer the height of fashion Or the subject of a passion