Choker Jole Bhasiye Dilam Moner Thikana

Through the Juno bush, you see her lips are miming Gwen Stefani The horizon takes a trip along her body Staring at the posters on your wall As they talk about my chances Boy, you're so tragic Your floor was damaged from months ago Where you dropped a hot comb dancing to neo-soul The trees are gold on your iPhone background Which is funny 'cause you cut down Like eight last spring for the view now How's it look, baby? How's it feel? Is it too much for you? Big fucking deal Me, me, me That's all we know Me, me, me That's all we know You might think you do But I bet you don't You might think you do But I bet you don't I heard you joined the peace corps Planting ferns and feeding the poor You're not so bad anymore Me, me, me That's all we know Me, me, me That's all we know You might think you do But I bet you don't You might think you do But I bet you don't

Like hiding oceans (Ooh) Hiding oceans From the reef Shower head crying on my bones How bold of you How cold the white sand in January Albino Spoons stirring Hot Chai Sweet spiral Beyond objective reality Lies more Free at most Keep us distant Free my niggas Free my deity I see in Portra 400 Mazzy Star pour out the function Like buzzards aloft Hands wrapped in moss All I can offer is good dick and sauce Sip from the waters of Lake Minnetonka Smoking on blanka Broken and scarred No MTV No you could not afford Light bills and garments fit for a czar (Such a king) Broadcasting stars through my sternum Those feelings of unimportance Accordant with years of neglect Astral projecting just so I can fuck on the daughter of death I wonder what's next You not with the set I'm not with the circus I fall with no net Blessings in order Angels in bed Pay for it later Low overhead Let's take a trip to the coast (Take a flight down there) Fuck around and steal the boat (Why not baby?) I won't tell if you don't Wait a minute Are you mine? Mine? Mine? Made a diorama Of my day to the day Shortcomings and all Had a couple semis on his waist That's too many semis on his waist Only tryna keep his demi safe Tris weak pull a heavy case Demi had a baby last may Cool cool breeze Teasing me Mote slo mo Off my glow Blinding on the big screen Climbing on the mezzanine Gliding in the slip stream 16 faces Lined up Mouths wide So much melanin to spare Ain't it evident I care So much melanin to share Take an extra dose have an epiphany You can pretend my hands are his And I can pretend his friends don't scare me But I can't pretend that I don't see you (See you see you) I see you I see you I see you I see you I see you I see you I, oh oh See see see see see see see see How do you see your future? I think I will die tomorrow