Too bad that love is blind because it took out both my knees now all my restless nights are as bright as movie screens i spilt milk on all your dresses
Spark a match and watch the candle burn the wick runs out and love takes its turn on fallen angels and broken sounds we will last past the final round
We got attracted like bees coming to the hive stir it up stir it up stir up that sweetness inside mama has been heating up that breakfast for quite some
Taste this peace it will make you weak in the knees make you want to plant unity with all your apple seeds we're going to mix a mixture to create a portrait
Puka shells and marley keeps me warm being alone helps me appreciate solitude different music suites different moods my attitude can change from rock
of all of it all i got is this box of strings am i really bringing anything why do i question love when it burns so deep inside my chest why do i live
