Too stoned, taking antibiotics I feel my infections wrestling my bones Mouth ajar, watching cuties hit the half-pipe I only feel half right around healthier folk But oh, why don't they hold me? They just cradle me like a homesick child And my wide eyes are a reflex That keep me stained and young inside this mild home
Drizzle honey on my open salt wound Mom said use a harpoon, if I ever need a meal Mouth ajar watching cuties hunt for supper I just downed an upper, I almost wasn't chill But oh, why do they tease me? They just dangle me over promised piles And my wide eyes are a reflex That keep me stained and young inside this mild home
[00:00.01]Too stoned, taking antibiotics [00:06.80]I feel my infections wrestling my bones [00:13.66]Mouth ajar, watching cuties hit the half-pipe [00:20.34]I only feel half right around healthier folk [00:31.52]But oh, why don't they hold me? [00:37.04]They just cradle me like a homesick child [00:45.90]And my wide eyes are a reflex [00:51.05]That keep me stained and young inside this mild home [01:04.66] [01:20.95]Drizzle honey on my open salt wound [01:27.25]Mom said use a harpoon, if I ever need a meal [01:34.55]Mouth ajar watching cuties hunt for supper [01:40.87]I just downed an upper, I almost wasn't chill [01:52.26]But oh, why do they tease me? [01:57.98]They just dangle me over promised piles [02:07.00]And my wide eyes are a reflex [02:12.02]That keep me stained and young inside this mild home [02:26.21]
