Paroles de Her Ornament

Never really meant to volunteer Felt the urge to stretch after a yawn And accidentally raised my hand I just want to be her special Someone who will never pioneer I prefer to watch the mudd break off her heels And turn into cement I just want to be her ornament Her shadow seems much cooler Camouflage myself And plan a splendid entrance I just want to be her situation pending expectation... I just want to be her ornament I never really meant to volunteer I fought the urge to stretch after a yawn and accidentally lost my head I just want to be her exploitation and abbreviation... I just want to be her ornament