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celery - sofie dossi lyrics

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[intro]
tiptoe when you walk, when you walk ’round your enemies
(‘round your enemies, ‘round your enemies)
quick to cut ‘em off like a stock, stock of celery
huh

[verse 1]
while you love yourself (love yourself)
you’re not interested in anybody else (body else, body else, mmm, mmm)
don’t take long to tell (long to tell)
if our personalities ain’t going to gel (going to gel, gonna gel, mmm, mmm)

[pre*chorus]
and i ain’t got time for people if thеy ain’t got time for me
keep my heart insidе a locker
i don’t wear it on my sleeve
i could see your ego coming from a million miles away
i’m protective of my circle, have to pick you off my plate

[chorus]
tiptoe when you walk, when you walk ’round your enemies
quick to cut ‘em off like a stock, stock of celery
chew em up, spit em out (celery)
chew em up, spit em out (celery)
tiptoe when you walk, when you walk ’round your enemies
quick to cut ‘em off like a stock, stock of celery
chew em up, spit em out (celery)
chew em up, spit em out
[verse 2]
i know how this goes (how this goes)
we go ‘round and ‘round ‘till somebody blows (body blows, body blows, mmm, mmm)
scared to get too close (get too close)
let me burn and dry just like a piece of toast (piece of toast, mmm, mmm)

[pre*chorus]
and i ain’t got time for people if they ain’t got time for me
keep my heart inside a locker
i don’t wear it on my sleeve
i could see your ego coming for a million miles away
i’m protective of my circle, have to pick you off my plate

[chorus]
tiptoe when you walk, when you walk ’round your enemies
quick to cut ‘em off like a stock, stock of celery
chew em up, spit em out (celery)
chew em up, spit em out (celery)
tiptoe when you walk, when you walk ’round your enemies
quick to cut ‘em off like a stock, stock of celery
chew em up, spit em out (celery)
chew em up, spit em out

[bridge]
what a little freak to have enemies
oh you’re so two*faced, strong and right to the bone
what a stupid dream to think the best of me
funny how you’ll never know the things that i know
[outro: spoken]
woman: oh you must to it again for me often, now that i know you do it so well
man: this is the end
woman: what nonsense darling, and then, but don’t forget all the lovely things we plan to do today

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