A while ago; I was in the car with my mother and dollhouse came on. Every day in the car I would ask my mom “can you play dollhouse, can you play sippy cup, can you play pity party, can you play crybaby, can you play ms potato head, can you play carousel, can you play soap” and then when k-12 came out I was in love and listened to it non stop. Last year I was talking to my friend how cool it would be if Melanie made some more music. 1 week later. I was shuffling Melanie Martinez on Alexa. And the song DEATH started playing. I immediately called my friend and we talked about the new album for over 2 hours. Thank you Melanie for creating these songs. I love you.
When I was little *6-7* I could realate to dollhouse and I asked my mom to turn it on and she said "this is way to innapropite hunny" but now I just listen to it in the car
my babys got a gvn my babys got a gvn my babys got a gvn i better run my babys got a gvn it goes boom boom crack ga ga ga ga boom boom an eye for an eye a leg for a leg a sh0t in the heart doesnt make it unbreak she really didnt wanna make it messy she really really didnt but the girl gone cray OMG THESE LYRICS >>>
This ain’t a race but I still take first place⚡️😘 Take your man 👨 just to shove it in your face😍(mwah!😚) My name ain’t lightning☺️ but I still am McQueen👑(kachow😋) I go to panda just to ask for chow mein🤩(yeah, yeah,😂) Call me gay but your dad texts me hey?😏🤪 You don’t like me but you like stalking my page? 📃 ☺️(yikes😖) Uno, does, trace, quattro, cinco😝 I don’t speak Spanish but I know despacito😚🥺 B-b-b-boink ima kick you in the throat (hiya🦵🍗) My booty so big it be looking like a boat🚤🙄(titanic! 🛥️) I got asthma so you know I don’t smoke 🚭 (bang-bang💥) Why am I ugly?😭JK boink that was a jokeee!😝 I’m cute, 🥰 I’m hot, 🥵 I’m everything you’re not!🤩😘 I looked you up on google just to find out you’re a flop!😍❤
Whatever happened to the young, young lovers? One got shot and the other got lost in Drugs and punks and blood on the street Blood, blood on her knees Bloody history (yeah) Whatever happened to the hayloft? Burnt to the ground, and what about Pop? He took his ass back to the crack shack With his long johns on, singing that old song My baby's got a gun, my baby's got a gun My baby's got a gun, I better run My baby's got a gun, it goes Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, boom An eye for an eye, a leg for a leg A shot in the heart doesn't make it unbreak She really didn't wanna make it messy She really, really didn't, but the girl gone cray My baby's got a gun, my baby's got a gun My baby's got a gun, I better run My baby's got a gun, it goes Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, boom She crucify (she crucify) She crucify (she crucify) She crucify (she crucify) Hey Pop, you die, you die My baby's got a gun, my baby's got a gun My baby's got a gun, I better run My baby's got a gun, it goes Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, boom My baby's got a gun, my baby's got a gun My baby's got a gun, my baby's got a gun My baby's got a gun, I better run My baby's got a gun, it goes Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, boom My baby's got a gun, my baby's got a gun My baby's got a gun, I better run My baby's got a gun, it goes Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, ga-ga-ga-ga She's not a bad kid She's not a bad kid But she had to do it She had to do it They're not a bad kid But they had to do it They couldn't, no They had to face off She's not a bad kid But they had to do it She had to crack She had to kill Pop
