Feels like green Feels like lavender and grey, grey, grey I wash my hands and I cause shade How could you tell that I'm a bedroom girl? Is it my holographic Jesus Or the Grim Reaper on my necklace?
The sun on my wrist, on my wrist It's never felt like this The sun on my wrist, on my wrist It's never felt like this
The sun built me to shade everybody The sun built me to shade everybody The sun built me to shade everybody The sun built me to shade everybody And I'm right over there Laying it down there
Saw an umbrella flap it's wings like a bat How 'bout that? No more choosing, no more losing To the light that forms shapes on your back
The sun on my wrist, on my wrist It's never felt like this The sun on my wrist, on my wrist It's never felt like this
The sun built me to shade everybody The sun built me to shade everybody The sun built me to shade everybody The sun built me to shade everybody The sun built me to shade everybody The sun built me to shade everybody
And I put my hands in dirt, it barely hurt I'm right over there Laying it down there I'm right over there Laying it down there I put my hands in dirt, it barely hurtTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
