I feel stringy and syrupy

like honey

I feel floaty, can’t feel my knees

You’re stunning

And its raining all over my

Paint brushes

and my sketchbook is far from dry

but I’m loving it

 

my hands feel so far away

They’re just vibing

and your lips taste like cigarettes

So addictive

And ur eyes are the deepest shade

Of the ocean

You’re the comfort of empty space

And I’m loving it

 

And now theres sand in my bed 

cuz theres sand in ur hair

I got ur brain damage giving me butterflies

(Ur talking too fast)

We’re watching fires aglow

Side by side on a hill

Im feeling drowsy from the seaside’s cologne 

(Ur talking too fast)

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Our legs are so cold 

We’re falling, over and over

Am I shaking from adrenaline? Is the wind keeping me frozen?

Ive seen the ground breathing

And felt the breeze on a killing spree

Oh am I shaking from adrenaline? Is the cold keeping me sober?