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freshy kanal - furina vs. arlecchino lyrics

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[verse 1: furina (kurobane azia)]
listen, it’s the archon
that all of fontaine feign and fawn for
you might be good at k!lling
but your people sk!lls fall short
that scary look is off+putting
don’t know what your problem is
still pale and sickly
guess you never took a doctor trip
i’m award+winning
you would fold on a stage
to be an actress
you need to have emotional range
too messed from
all the senseless hurt and tragedy
runs an orphanage, but can’t
adopt a better personality
pass the pack of tissues
crying ’bout your family issues
think about how this affects the kids
didn’t bother, did you?
always skipping town, never around
lives lyney piling chores
we find the court’s ruling is
you should bе paying child support
[verse 2: arlecchino (halacg)]
so, ms. furina
what do you deem a misdemeanor?
decеiving your people
and then proceeding to be a diva
she lost the plot
struggling to save fontaine
it’s ran by a con
‘cuz she treats her title like a cosplay
the youngest leader of my house
you’re ancient and you struggle
lies blown out of proportion
i’d hate to burst your bubble
your labour’s shoddy
you need professionals for prophecies
not a mascot that’ll sink
in her backlog of apologies
try not to leave the battle
if you feel you’re losing it
put a magic trick on trial
but you’re the real illusionist
face the bleeding truth
this girl failure’s ego’s bruised
you want success and peace included?
can’t have cake and eat it too
[verse 3: furina (kurobane azia)]
ugh, boring!
your performance needs work in it
don’t think i’m just gonna let you win
you know, like clervie did?
murdering your best friend’s dark
guess you weren’t as loyal
you carry that burden with you
no wonder your blood boils
i pass these guilty verdicts
executions if i say the word
sue you into the dirt and
neuvillette will do the paperwork
now, i’ll wash you out
like a spider down the drain
and when i end up on top
that’s the icing on the cake (that’s right)

[verse 4: arlecchino (halacg)]
you love to point fingers
rather than grabbing a sword
you jump to conclusions
running a kangaroo court
while you convict the innocent
the truth is straying further
you make it easy for me
to get away with this murder
the blood on my hands
is what abolished my chains
your negligence sent poisson
to a watery grave
even your godly side
wanted to die for the throne
now you’re washed up and headed
straight to the retirement home
[outro: halacg & kurobane azia
you know a thing or two about performance, after all
why, thank you. it was an honour to spar
fair play, ms. furina



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