Staring down the barrel of the hot sun
Shining with the sheen of a shotgun
Carol has a little if we need some
Joa has a ride if we wanna come
Hanging your jeans with a clothes pin
Skin still wet, still on my skin
Mango in your mouth, juice dripping
Shoulder of your shirtsleeve slipping
Christmas Eve with your mother and sis
Don't wanna fight but your mother insists
Dog's white teeth slice right into my fist
Drive to the ER and they put me on risk
Grocery store list, now you get ******
Unchecked calls and messages
I don't wanna be the owner of your fantasy
I just wanna be a part of your family
May 27, 2025
May 27, 2025 at 2:05 PM UTC
Staring down the barrel of the hot sun
Shining with the sheen of a shotgun
Carol has a little if we need some
Joa has a ride if we wanna come
Hanging your jeans with a clothes pin
Skin still wet, still on my skin
Mango in your mouth, juice dripping
Shoulder of your shirtsleeve slipping
Christmas Eve with your mother and sis
Don't wanna fight but your mother insists
Dog's white teeth slice right into my fist
Drive to the ER and they put me on risk
Grocery store list, now you get ******
Unchecked calls and messages
I don't wanna be the owner of your fantasy
I just wanna be a part of your family
i love this song ₍^ >ヮ<^₎
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