reimu hakurei ☯ 博麗霊夢 (
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dramadramaduck2012-09-02 12:55 am
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03 ☯ video
[The video initially just shows Reimu sweeping the interior of the Hakurei Shrine. And, well, what do you expect? Eventually she starts singing a little number. Her voice actually is pretty good.]
Do you wanna fight me?
With your one good leg
And do you think you can beat me?
Why don't you wait until you get out of bed?
Now, you're throwing frantic punches at the rate of snow
If you break and have some you can let it flow
You’re eighty pounds of wreckage in a mason jar
You’re a bit combustible, don’t break
[It is then that Reimu notices the camera rolling, dropping her broom and trying to a way to either shut herself up or shut the feed off.]
So you want to fight me
With your one good eye?
And do you think you can beat me?
Hm, come on, come on
Now you’re holding back the candy like a one-year-old
If you break and have some you can let it flow
You’re eighty pounds of wreckage in a mason jar
You’re a bit combustible, don’t break
Something wicked this way comes
Is it God’s or is it yours?
It’s a bit uncomfortable
Oh don’t kill the messenger
When you’re throwing frantic punches at the rate of snow
If you break and have some you can let it flow
You’re eighty pounds of wreckage in a mason jar
You’re a bit combustible, don’t break my heart
So you wanna fight me
Well you said you want to fight me?
Oh come on, come on
[.....yeah a certain crow isn't gonna let her get away with this, is she? /WEARY SIGH.]
Do you wanna fight me?
With your one good leg
And do you think you can beat me?
Why don't you wait until you get out of bed?
Now, you're throwing frantic punches at the rate of snow
If you break and have some you can let it flow
You’re eighty pounds of wreckage in a mason jar
You’re a bit combustible, don’t break
[It is then that Reimu notices the camera rolling, dropping her broom and trying to a way to either shut herself up or shut the feed off.]
So you want to fight me
With your one good eye?
And do you think you can beat me?
Hm, come on, come on
Now you’re holding back the candy like a one-year-old
If you break and have some you can let it flow
You’re eighty pounds of wreckage in a mason jar
You’re a bit combustible, don’t break
Something wicked this way comes
Is it God’s or is it yours?
It’s a bit uncomfortable
Oh don’t kill the messenger
When you’re throwing frantic punches at the rate of snow
If you break and have some you can let it flow
You’re eighty pounds of wreckage in a mason jar
You’re a bit combustible, don’t break my heart
So you wanna fight me
Well you said you want to fight me?
Oh come on, come on
[.....yeah a certain crow isn't gonna let her get away with this, is she? /WEARY SIGH.]
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weird.