Untitled Spain Song

All there is, is control

Blood and come and some control

Sometimes in or on ecstasy

Sometimes my hand behind your knee

Ever since we washed ashore

With bruises from the hardwood floor

Take a drag, blowback

With all your weight pressed on my back

Say what you want

Honey, be real with me now-

What would you do?

Do what you will do

I and I, you are you

Push uphill your boulder

Where the ankle meets the shoulder

I see your coming back around

Your mouth speaks without a sound

I can quit anytime I wish

That’s the one place you won’t let me kiss

Say what you want

Honey, be real with me now-

What would you do?