You took my gold hair in your hands like cloth
Well oh, baby, it's yours
Wash, rip, take on and off
Hang up, take down, fold, fade n stain
The fibers bend
And colors blend
Oh harmony, of the 808
And me
Why are you in my spot?
Girl, I'm tired, and you're taking it up
Tainting and painting
Over my art
Take your angels wings, fluttering
You don't wanna start