my dreams remind me of an ocean
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I have a request
related to a post I just saw about cashiers asking “Did you get everything you need today” or somesuch
my request is this: when...
Since all of you Brittana shippers are probably going crazy waiting for tonight’s Glee episode (I know I am,) I thought I would share my band’s song Brittana in hopes of tiding you over!
Buy the song here! And subscribe to our YouTube channel to see the music video in January (which we’re buying Cheerios uniforms for) and for more Brittana songs in the future, if this one is well-received!
Lyrics
v1. You’re my favorite dolphin in the deep blue sea
And if we were gummi bears, we’d live in broccoli
But you’re still hiding behind Karofsky
I think I know why I’m such a bitch all the time
I couldn’t come to terms with wanting you to be mine
It’s so hard when you’re with some stupid guy
*If I could gather the courage to take your hand
We’d slow dance all night to “My Headband”
Will the landslide ever bring you down?
If you would take the leap, I’d be there to spot you
And we’d make sweet, sticky, hot fondue
Just say you love me, too, please, please, please*
v2. The only reason I wanted to be prom queen
Was to make a royal decree for you to be with me
I don’t know why I’m so scared, Brittany
I don’t get why you won’t tell them you’re lebanese
Then we could walk the halls with linked pinkies
I think, for you, I can forget about Artie *
~I’ll admit it wasn’t your cat that read your diary
(Fondue for two, fondue for two)
I just wanted to know if you ever wrote about me
(That’s some hot dish)
Lady kisses are more magical than Santa
(Fondue for two, fondue for two)
You don’t have to bribe me with Dots to go to prom with you, Santana~ *
(I wanna make fondue with you……Brittany)
