Scrawny & Madilyn Mei - Six Legs (tippy tappy toes) [Official Lyric Video]

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written by scrawny & madilyn mei
produced & mixed by scrawny
video by scrawny
artwork by scrawny & madilyn mei
mastered by joe hutchinson

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Lyrics:

Six legs, tippy tappy toes
Climbing to the podium on Sunday
Now, it remains a dream, a distant memory
That itches my brain

Struck a nerve
That’s absurd
I remember when I felt my house was made of sandpaper
That's enough living rough for a lifetime
Looking back for a pass

Take it from me
I’ve lost my mind

Six legs, tippy tappy toes
Climbing to the podium on Sunday
Now, it remains a dream, a distant memory
That itches my brain
Six legs, tippy tappy toes
Climbing to the podium on Sunday
Now, it remains a dream, a distant memory
That itches my brain
Now, it remains a dream, a distant memory
That itches my brain

Let me lay it down for you
It seems so simple
I’m happy that I’m just under six feet, not six feet under
Where are your hands? No wonder

Take it from me
I’ve lost my mind
Take it from me
I’ve lost my mind

Six legs, tippy tappy toes
Climbing to the podium on Sunday
Now, it remains a dream, a distant memory
That itches my brain
Now, it remains a dream, a distant memory
That itches my brain

I feel stuck in a memory
Scratching my itch, who would I be?
I feel stuck in a memory
Scratching my itch, who would I be?

Six legs, running down the stairs
None of them prepared for what they might see
Now there’s another face, another name to sing
I hope they’re happy

Six legs, tippy tappy toes
Climbing to the podium on Sunday
Now, it remains a dream, a distant memory
That itches my brain
Now, it remains a dream, a distant memory
That itches my brain
Now, it remains a dream, a distant memory
That itches my brain