Songtexte Gay 4 - Xiupill

Yellow balm wipe it off
Kick me back where I'm lost
Lift me swiftly
Get it back again
Hold it tight
Pink bag
She's already left
Pink like a skeleton
Untouched by many friends
I got a thing for you
I got a taste of you
I got a thing for you
Too many things to choose
Too many too many things to lose
I'm hyper
Hyper focused
Focused on you

Don't call me
I'm reaching out
Your so Angel your so Angel
Don't call me
I'm reaching out

Like an isolated island
You're so difficult to reach out
And when I try to get close to you
There's more space that separates us

I feel protected from these dangers
Celebrating the darkness
Hope remains locked at the house
Look
The safe places are fading
There no moral attachment
And by hand with the devil (ah)

Been in this queue for a year now
Forgot what's waiting behind the line
Frozen thoughts turned into stone
But I still feel like I'm reaching out

Been in this queue for a year now
Forgot what's waiting behind the line
And frozen thoughts turned into stone
But I still feel like I'm reaching out

Don't call me
I'm reaching out
Your so Angel your so Angel
Don't call me
I'm reaching out