"Gangly" lyrics - BO BURNHAM


I'm a gangly kid,
One of those drunk marionettes,
One of those baby giraffes with inner ear syndrome.
A flailing stork in high winds. A stilted freak.

I am an easel-not symbolically- structurally.
I attempt to dance and become a tornado of elbow.


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