Lyrics Push - Bakelendt

La paix dan ses yeux
J′ laime

Mary J.
Very high, okay,
Do you mind,
Showing me your true face?
Purple in the fishtanks
I don't care what the bitch think!

Pretty little green in the blunt, huh,
Smoke that, you done fucked up,
"Scat!", said the man to the dumb cunt,
Little lines, witty ones, I can′t come up with,
Kids say no,
To your dumb fuck dealer, better come see me,
Numba one, I Weave, in and out of patterns,
Trippin' in traffic, I might die in laughter

L.S.D. whatever you need,
I'm not a pusher, but I′ve got that
My mind is on the cooker,
And I don′t want it back
Fall through the cushion,
And I keep on fallin',
Roll another blunt, another, I ain′t high enough,
I got some ex in my pockets,
Forget i'll drop if I jump,
I think I′m fallin', i′m fallin', i'm fallin′, in love
Maybe someone pushed me, but I don′t give a fuck,

Tried to turn back but no end to the dock,
Leap off the side into lighthouse fog,
I meet souls that the devil bought,
Write my name on the sidewalk with the coal rock,
Under hot watch
And I get it, for many its better to watch
Better to gawk
Rebels your not, need this cock to suck?
This is God's plot - that means land too

Hold my hand as we descend