Every little simple seam scratches across my skinn Soft gravel scratches across my scab Hey lovely makes this water red
Oh my soul Theres a hole Oh my soul
Send psychic messages you cant even here From my dumb mouth to your deaf ear Sugar sweet cinnamon never even been mixed We both drag our jesus hair around
Oh my soul Theres a hole Oh my soul Dust cake boy
Wow he wavers me something God he wavers me something Wow he fucks real mean She screams out your name cause she swears to be mine Cause the crystaly cut him into tragedy You’re staring at something you’re never gonna see Take your small eyes away from me
Oh my soul Theres a hole Oh my soul Dust cake boyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
