You are a psychdelic dream
That runs love streams dry straws
Yet, I feel thirsty from all the work
When I wake up from you in the morning
You tell me to say so many things
Been there done that too soon
You heal a little too quick
You mean a little bit
I don't believe it really
Why should I believe myself *******
Let it start from when the Titanic sank
I remembered how you bellowed in agony
I remember
I remember
In the end, you wanted my money
We always told each other
We would never leave the fire burn out
When the fire burnt out
You wanted my coke
Bit by bit you wanted soap
When you became petrol king
Liquorice diva
A ****** with a heart of gold
A drug like love