Did we ever look up
I know I never did
The definition of love
It’s not in the air
It’s you and me
I remember I looked up and said
It’s eternal no matter what they said
We’re forever either alive or dead
Did I ever mention spread in the bed and the head, yeah
Swimming in Egyptian sheets, watch the tempo, gotta take a breath
C’mon
Let me paint you a picture in your head
Carry on, be yourself, that’s perfect
You’re a visual type, definitely mine
Striking curious poses, strokes with unimaginable colors
Giving me kaleidoscopical vision
I will add light
With a touch of white spot
C’mon
But this is fuckin’ perfect
Not that I deserve it
Not that I can do anything about it
I can just shoot my shot
I never miss
But this is fuckin’ perfect
Not that I deserve it
Not that I can do anything about it
I can just shoot my shot
I never miss
C’mon
credits
from EP,
released December 13, 2022
produced by Sane Datk & quidbop
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