Mia





Watch me heap up what I’ve sown 

I’m made of peanuts, not of shells 

God spares a quality of himself 

Uniquely designed but we can’t help ourselves 

So – Why, I made the face that bugs you 

I won’t design conversation around you 

I made the face that bugs you 

Spyglass scans the field 

Hold my hand, feel a chill in here 

Tired of looking through you 

I’ve found myself can you find you 

So – Why I’ve made the face that bugs you 

I won’t design 

Spyglass scanned the field 

Hold my hand, still feel a chill in here 

Tired of looking through you 

I’ve found myself can you find you 

So – Why, did I make the face 

And I won’t design 

I made the face 

I won’t design