Peach Songtext
von Team Nonexistent

I lay in my bed of tobacco
And beg for the pleasure of speech
I′ve been smoking way too much
I'm bruised up like a peach

And the arms that are around me
Move to California in a matter of weeks
We flock together
But don′t open our beaks

I've accepted the casual side of a romance
You come over late and ask me to dance
We're wrapped in the clocks that dictate the visit
If you blink you just might miss it


Won′t open my messages, you′ll open my legs
The thought never crosses but often begs
Call it a fling, call it nothing
For god sakes call me something

I'm disappointing to the highest of degrees
But the most upset about the whole ordeal is me
My face twists when I′m thinking about the risks I take
Let the bone bend we've already had a break

Well you don′t give a shit about my day
Laugh it off if I'd ask you to stay
I′m desperate for shelter
But don't wanna stay under
I don't mind the rain, just the thunder

I′m calling the bullshit before it gets rough
Forget all the promises, throw out the cuffs
Easy and sad, manipulated
I don′t care if I've been sedated