the bird and the bee
i hate camera
I put my hands up to my face So hard for me to just embrace the land Some moments gone and now I'm dry And how the camera can reply  Cool babies with soft operations Hoping my hands from coins in my cup Just in numbers and public declarations Tell me to sit there and just shut up  Don't, don't, don't take my, don't take my picture Don't, don't, don't take my picture  I tried to give in everything The games I played, the songs I sing What do I do, do I provoke Oh, how the camera has me spoke  Cool babies with soft operations Hoping my hands from coins in my cup Just in numbers and public declarations Tell me to sit there and just shut up  Don't, don't, don't take my, don't take my picture Don't, don't, don't take my picture  Don't want you to take my picture Don't want you to take my picture Don't want you to take my picture Don't want you to take my picture  Cool babies with soft operations Hoping my hands from coins in my cup Just in numbers and public declarations Tell me to sit there and just shut up  Cool babies with soft operations Hoping my hands from coins in my cup Just in numbers and public declarations Tell me to sit there and just shut up