Shy Sings✦Housewife Radio {by GHOST}【Vocaloid】|| EPILEPSY WARNING ||

EPILEPSY WARNING I had purchased the instrumental for this and figured I'd go ahead and sing it- It seemed challenging and I honestly needed a good challenge pfff I think it came out surprisingly good! Also i changed the pronouns from male to female but I did leave the male ones in the lyrics below! ▁▁▁▁▁▁ ☼ Cover Credits ☼ ✿Lyrics: GHOST [    / @ghostandpals   ] ✿Image(s): ShySiesta ✿Instrumentals: GHOST ✿Vocals: ShySiesta ▁▁▁▁▁▁ ❥Yes you may use my videos/lyrics so long as you credit everyone who should be credited! ❥예, 크레딧을 받아야하는 모든 사람에게 크레딧을 주면 내 비디오 / 가사를 사용할 수 있습니다! ❥Bạn có thể sử dụng video / lời bài hát của tôi miễn là tất cả những ai cần được ghi có được tín dụng! ❥Sí, puedes usar mis videos / letras siempre y cuando le des crédito a todos los que deberían ser acreditados. ▁▁▁▁▁▁ ✎ Lyrics ✎ Stitch sew cut pull Stitch sew cut and pull (x3) Stitch sew I tried Stitch sew you're alive Hah hah (x4) 80 degrees, hemmed by reveries Iron out saudade and wrinkles unfold Off-grain fabric tells a different tale Tailored frequencies need to be repaired 7AM is when the station plays its sounds Listening to the speaker while the patterns pin into place Scissors separate the yellow from the white Good morning, small-town listeners Thimbles coat my fingers Feed dogs are jamming up The thread comes in tangles I see such pretty things FM comes in different colors, I believe In the sewing machine, I've lost myself Memories inside my heart are there to grieve Color-coded by the love (s)he gave to me Ah, (her)his voice, it speaks to me through the radio Pressing spotted fabric on an ironing board Losing bobbins under tables, is it so? Every day, it feels like seams are more than torn Buttoned patchwork, thread that's tied in knots Hand-sew everything with kind intention Liquid sound waves pour from my eyes My heart cries out to you in desperation 7AM is when the station plays its sounds Listening to the speaker while the patterns sew into place Unmistakably, (s)he'll return alive (Her)His colors ought to show again Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white No – blue and green and yellow and red; the radio only plays in (x7) Black and white and black and white and black and white and black and white No – blue and green and yellow and red These aren't the colors i should see FM comes in different colors, I believe In the sewing machine, I've lost myself Memories inside my heart are there to grieve Color-coded by the love (s)he gave to me Ah, (her)his voice, it speaks to me through the radio Pressing spotted fabric on an ironing board Losing bobbins under tables, is it so? Every day, it feels like seams are more than torn ▁▁▁▁▁▁ ♡ Other Social Media ♡ ❥Email: [email protected] ❥deviantArt: http://shysiesta.deviantart.com/ ❥tumblr:   / shysiesta   ❥Instagram:   / shysiesta   ❥SoundCloud:   / shysiesta   ❥Discord server:   / discord