Mermaid Sashimi - Juan Son

Spending time with octopus
When nothing came along
Every morning when I see you
You could be my lovely love

See my tongue, see my tongue again
Don’t get alarm

If you ask me to be honest
I think we should really work
With your obnoxious depression
And communication skills

It’s ok, it’s ok
Don’t get alarm, don’t get alarm

And of course if we work hard enough
We could go to the places we have always dreamed
Like that cocktail we saw on…
We saw on the television
Even though you are so artsy
But still you like to watch
And I know it ‘cause I know
I like ‘em too
I know it’s not so cool
I like ‘em too

You are what you believe you are
A human ocean traveler
But don’t trip
My leg turned into tentacles so
Black and pink
It’s hard for me
I’m not so frightened
No one other thinks
No one other thinks
No one other thinks

Oxygen
At least someone in the deep ocean understands
That life down here depends on someone
That doesn’t suppose to make mermaid sashimi
My propeller hits like even though the right don’t come to feeling as soon as…
I need ox… I need oxygen

Spending time with octopus
Even those are not common
Stealing fishes from the pet shop
Cause my friend still pick fish
See my tongue, see my tongue again
Don’t get alarm

What a bopely experience
We can have from time to time
Even tough we’re really friendly
You can be the swimming one
See my tongue, see my tongue again
Don’t get alarm

Field trip to the chocolate factory
Field trip to the slaughterhouse
Field trip to the darkest places
You can hold up in your mind
Your philosophy, your poetry
Your beautiful scumbag
Even though you don’t have feelings
I’m obsessed with you right now
And I know, and I know

You are, you are, you are
and every morning you shine
But last trip
It turned my legs into tentacles
Black and pink
And hopefully I’m not offended
No one other thinks
No one other thinks
No one other thinks

Oxygen
At least someone in the deep ocean understands
That life down here depends one someone
that doesn’t suppose to make mermaid sashimi
A propeller, nanorobots,
Pro pacific’s, current deck for rolling come
From feeling lovely songs
(What’s up)
See my tongue, see my tongue again
Don’t get alarm