handkerchief code ft. Barnaby Lyrics

Drawing an ichthys into the sand

Then 2000 years later there is the handkerchief code, code

Maybe they're different or maybe the same

But they similar in that they communicate a role, label

It's not my fault, it's not my fault

That some think this hanky defines me, a colour defines me

Oh god, are you blind?

I wanna be mine, myself and I

But somehow I always end up falling back on one side of the

One side of the line

So I said it like

So I said it like

Something that someone once used for play

Now returns in history to choke me with vain

I'm not normal, will I die alone?

Thinkin' all I care about is getting laid

In my evil in the cold you just make it rain

Let it snow, a flake to be boned

It's not my fault, it's not my fault

That I'm either a) just promiscuous b) disingenuous maybe

That's just what I'm told

I'm not your type, and neither your type

But I know that I'm at least everyone's first and damn favourite

Stereotype

So I said it like

So I said it like

Exorcise me lord, bring this freak out of me

I'm told that many, even you, don't like what you see

And I'm called to silence

Be the 'best friend' for once towards me

Be the one who sees past the colours they see

Oh lord

That's just a dream

Be the best friend, the best friend for once towards me

Oh, oh