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