Some kind of light at the end When touching the edge of her skin
so hard to speak Now so easy to play around Catching your eye you know That eye that slapped you in face calls you a puppy Well how do you say I was hypnotized Hypnotized
My words, they pour Like children to the playground Children to the playground You make me smile
There's some kind of at the end Stoned, forgetful, and then I'm drinking what used to be sin And touching the edge of her skin
And could you be the one that's not afraid To look me in the I swear I would collapse If I would tell how I think you fell From the sky
My words, they pour Like to the playground Children to the playground make me smile
There's some kind of light at the end Stoned, forgetful, and then I'm drinking what used to be sin And touching the edge of her skin
There's some kind of light at the Stoned, forgetful, and then I'm drinking what used to be sin And touching the edge of her skin
It's the feeling I get My palms sweat Like some kind of daydream I'll never forget I'm stuck in this spin Why does it begin By touching the edge of her skin
There's some kind of light the end Stoned, forgetful, and then I'm drinking what used to be sin And touching the edge of her skin
There's some kind of light at the end Stoned, forgetful, and then I'm drinking what used to sin And touching the edge of her skin