Feast IV Eyes - PC Loadletter Lyrics

She said her favorite color is clear
She never chases shots
And she walks around in circles with her hair all tied in knots
And I know some things about angels you wouldn't believe
So take me down to the water to get my disease

And the waves crash around our necks
And we are not gonna stop until we get enough of it

Her favorite sense if fear
She smells in on the lips of every other boy who is near
And approaching for a kiss
And I know some things about heaven you wouldn't believe
So take me down to the water to get my disease
And the waves crash around our necks
And we are not gonna stop until we get enough of it
What do you want me to say I have been lost before
It doesn't matter anyway
What do you want me to say I have been lost before
Oh yeah
And the waves crash around our necks
And we are not gonna stop until we get enough
And the waves crash around our necks
And we are not gonna stop until we get enough
And we are not gonna stop until we get enough
And we are not gonna stop until we get enough
Of this