When you are the lovers, meet with one another
In an effort to recover, will this happen to the solid days?
The struggle's on the corner
Bring me something warmer
A sandwich of old ways, will this happen to the heavy days?
Oh no, oh no, oh no
We can pull him out, pretend he's not the red cry, he always has anxiety, super-glitter and fantasy to the point
If he doesn't wake up, and the sweet never comes up, you will never have a home and you will never have a ride away
Oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
When you are the lovers, meet with one another
In an effort to recover, will this happen to the solid days?
The struggle's on the corner
Bring me something warmer
A sandwich of old ways, will this happen to the heavy days?
Oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
