full of seeds
trinidad scorpions slide down my throat
the spice of life throws me back and down to a rush
eyes on the road of the hottest sun
no more hustles, no more fuzz
all my heartbeats to create one of you
from head to toe, like a stencil of my own
it would be easier to pop more bottles
i want to pop the bubble
stick your finger in it and you'll know there's way more
Stop being the forgotten pin up girl for a day
and be yourself.
Stay on your toes on my wooden floors
bite your lips like crystal ships
make me jump on board
and into your inner city of lust
city of lights
tangerine scented steps
all my senses are reverted
down the rabbit hole again and we thought that was all
walking through the poison garden
my bionic eyes go full color
purple haze dance away
on another day at the shore
Now wake up, Alice
said the white rabbit.
Mount Kimbie Feat, King Krule - You took your time
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