hammock

Not now, slow down Waiting for my true thoughts to be found Blue breath, oven swell You and I, a broken Tinker Bell But with the spirit, I hug the perfect kind Brown and strange those pearl-pink waves Bullets for a face I know it well I know this skin well Aboard my sound Searching for a treasure that is round Over the line You and I stay graceful and stay kind But with the spirit, we Are all that we can be Sharing licks of hope and joy Like fire on the skin I know too well I know this skin well Ooh, yeah, ah, yeah Oh, yeah Oh, yеah, oh, yeah Oh, yeah Oh, yeah, oh, yеah Oh, yeah Oh, yeah, oh, yeah Oh, yeah Oh, my God, sometimes I don't feel so good Sometimes I don't feel so good I'm sorry that I have to put that on the song, but I do