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Blood, Pt. 2

アーティスト:Buck 65  アルバム:Dark Was the Night 

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You're not bloody swab paradise You're golden stars licked to stick A world with frogs and magic tricks Floating logs and scissor kicks And lemonade and sweaty sex Hug me like I gave you checks You kiss me like the upper crust Tell me things to make me blush Champagne bottle, bon voyage A souvenir garage A melody to make me smile Not that you've been gone a while A purple medal eighth place Backlit in a trophy case Sign that says "For little Ace" Supportive like an ankle brace Not bloody cotton swabs and lies Stolen checks and empty eyes You're a county fair in July Canadian field of wild rye You kiss me like potted plants Bite me like fire ants Touch me like an old stamp Olive oil and seven lamps Not stolen cash I'll pay you back Bloody paradise attack Your Sunday at the puppy track Time to take the long way back Sweet as the apple of Peru The inklings of the Eastern Sioux Not bloody cotton swabs and lies Stolen checks and empty eyes But rather... You are the blood flowing through my fingers (That's what I meant to say Blood in my fingertips I couldn't tell you that it's the other way) All through the soil and up in those trees (You are the blood that I may see you That I see you You're the blood in me You're on earth though) Girl you wake me to the smell of butter


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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