Chevelle Mia

I m made of peanuts, not of shells God spares a quality of himself Uniquely designed but we can t help ourselves So c 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 c 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