Goodmorning love
Gonna make a run on sentence
With the exclamation points
And if you dare to speak to me
You're bound to tangle up my feet
And that's unconditionally
And when the water on my shoes
Strutted through the rings and hoops
With the perfect attitude
It's the boys in matching suits
Can't stop dreaming about my hair
And the undiscovered blues
Sneaks up every month
Touch me up when I'm drunk
Sailing the seas on the Arc De Triumph
Something to me
To be up with the sun
It's the subtle city trance
And you're stranded in the flophouse walls
If you ever wanna dance
And the curiosity
Of the way I let my backbone freeze
That's another subtlety
It sneaks up every month
Tuck me in when I'm done
You're daddy scream we can work it out
Something to me
Working hard for crying out loud
There's something about
There's something about
There's something about
There's something about
The pins in the triggers
And the nails on her fingers
And the teeth in her mouth
There's something about
The hands on the triggers
And the nails on her fingers
And the teeth in her mouth
There's something about
There's something about
There's something about
The pins in the triggers
And the nails on her fingers
And the teeth in her mouth
There's something about
The pins in the triggers
And the nails on her fingers
And the teeth in her mouth