Song parody of
honeybunch (floen remix)
by slowly becoming
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My honeybunch, oh my sweetie pie
In my aviary's homely plight
For my infatuations they seem to lie
With that flightless bird in my tattered mind
So I've kept you here all locked up inside
Since brittle wings don't learn to fly
And you are way too bold, in the
Way you try to soar, when you
Try to break the mould
Guess I don't need you anymore
Oh honeybunch, oh my butter cup
I love you until the mornings up
Such a frail thing with sights above
With fearful nature remains my trust
And you know I hate when you try to scuff
This perfect cage made from all my love
And you are way too bold, in the
Way you try to soar, when you
Try to break the mould
Guess I don't need you anymore
Oh you are way too bold, in the
Way you try to soar, when you
Try to break the mould
Guess I don't need you anymore
Never let you learn to fly
My honeybunch, oh my sugar plum
You lack the grace to hold your tongue
And the desperate dance that I saw was none
Other than you tryna reach the sun
So here I stare at the cage I honed
Waiting for you to make a house a home
My honeybunch, oh my sweetie pie
In my aviary's homely plight
For my infatuations they seem to lie
With that flightless bird in my tattered mind
So I've kept you here all locked up inside
Since brittle wings don't learn to fly
And you are way too bold, in the
Way you try to soar, when you
Try to break the mould
Guess I don't need you anymore
Oh honeybunch, oh my butter cup
I love you until the mornings up
Such a frail thing with sights above
With fearful nature remains my trust
And you know I hate when you try to scuff
This perfect cage made from all my love
And you are way too bold, in the
Way you try to soar, when you
Try to break the mould
Guess I don't need you anymore
Oh you are way too bold, in the
Way you try to soar, when you
Try to break the mould
Guess I don't need you anymore
Never let you learn to fly
My honeybunch, oh my sugar plum
You lack the grace to hold your tongue
And the desperate dance that I saw was none
Other than you tryna reach the sun
So here I stare at the cage I honed
Waiting for you to make a house a home
