Sour Patch

I hear you've that you got the smoothest, sweetest tasting lips (I hear you that you've got, you've got, you've got) Like cotton candy mixed with sour patch kids (Like cotton candy, yeah) Sour Patch Kids Heard you got that melt in your mouth, make your lips pucker up Way of being The inside out and upside down, fucked up Way of feelin' You cross my mind sometimes Whiskey on ice, shivers down my spine You're living rent-free in my head now And it's kind of nice, mm There's lots of things that are really out of my control (There's lots of things that are really out of my control) Sometimes you gotta give in and pay the fuckin' toll (Pay the fuckin' toll, pay the fuckin' toll) Heard you gotta roll with the punches, take it like a champion Street fighter And on the darkest days you gotta light the lamp again Be brighter You cross my mind sometimes Whiskey on ice, shivers down my spine You're living rent-free in my head now And it's kind of nice, mm Sugar rushing through my body I want you more than anybody You cross my mind sometimes Whiskey on ice, shivers down my spine You're living rent-free in my head now And it's kind of nice, ooh