.[Verse 1]
Your handâs up my sleeve, baby, your hand's up my sleeve
I'm shaking at the touch of acrylic and glaze
Pull out a nightmare, baby, pull out a nightmare
Give 'em to the kids like they're Milky Ways
And sell them to their parents in a silky paste
[Chorus.
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