Sweet shorts I am, satisfied I'm in and out like ebbing tide I know how this story goes Far like dead leaves when it blows Puffy eyes and harmless lies I just can't bear to compromise Tears feel wetter, lips kiss more Lost like pennies in the yard They stayed in the bed and held on If I could tie your legs around my backbone Then I would carry the sensation Our love, love is imitation Bad butter, flaky cherries Mama, let you go Moldy breath and airtight dread Can't unsay the things I said I don't want to face your friends God split ends to save our stress They stayed in the bed and held on If I could tie your legs around my backbone Then I would carry the sensation Our love, love is imitation Bad butter, flaky cherries Mama, let you go Get out while your spirit is strong And your heart is tall enough to open your heart In love launch, I got to be patient My body is violently shaking My body, flaky cherries Mama, let you go www.mooji.org