Athena Lim - White Dust Lyrics

The red and the black in a London Town flat
See a weathered bird cozy with the pussy cat
Strings of paper flowers around her
He's been drinking for fifteen hours
Go on take this key, love
Smoking ganja's for a dove
White dust, white dust
Would love even be enough
What ya lookin for
White dust, white dust
Would love even be enough
Can you find it now
Can you find it now
Lucy and her plump lips
Trying so hard to get with
Well he's a hot fish cold fish
I head to the kitchen
It's up to me
So James Brown queued
Down the hall
A different mood
It's drum and base
A sex party game
Pant's aren't all you gonna lose
White dust, white dust
Would love even be enough
What ya looking for
White dust, white dust
Would love even be enough
Can you find it now
Can you find it now
Can you hear her Helen of Troy
She's the life of the party stone cold sober
An endless string of boys
Arriving with their toys
Who's the higher flier, funnier, drier
Dopamine charmer
But they'll only want more
But they'll only want more
The red and the black in a London Town flat
What the hell am I looking at
Such longing in those lines of dust
Like cut flowers in a vase
Hole in the heart
Hole in the septum
Is anything enough
White dust, white dust
Would love even be enough
White dust, white dust
Would love even be enough
What ya looking for
White dust, white dust
Would love even be enough
What ya looking for
White dust, white dust
Would love even be enough
Can you find it now
What ya looking for
What ya looking for
Am I supposed to be scatting
What ya lookin for