Lyrics: Torr
Music: Torr
Get in my grips I go so hard
Been in my pocket, Avant Garde
Sycophantic, seeing stars
Bleeding out on my bass guitar
Micro-manage it, make it pop
Fifteen million more in stock
Living it five, to five o-clock
I don't wanna make no time to stop
Get in my grips I go so hard
Been in my pocket, Avant Garde
Sycophantic, seeing stars
Bleeding out on my bass guitar
Micro-manage it, make it pop
Fifteen million more in stock
Living it five, to five o-clock
I don't wanna make no time to stop
Get in my grips I go so hard
Been in my pocket, Avant Garde
Sycophantic, seeing stars
Bleeding out on my bass guitar
Micro-manage it, make it pop
Fifteen million more in stock
Living it five, to five o-clock
I don't wanna make no time to stop
(Get in my crib I go so hard)
There's something in my way
You're whispering my name
Just the way you want
Supersonic blues
We'll tie each other's shoes
And check the double knot
I'll be so easy for you
I'll be so easy for you
I'll be so easy for you
I'll be so easy for you
Those hands like honey, lips like glass
I can't hold in your lap
The soft machine, you like it just like that
Play puppets, we play house
Again, your necklace chokes me out
Too bad your name is on the back of it
I'll be so easy for you
I'll be so easy for you
I'll be so easy for you
I'll be so easy for you
And I paint those pictures that you like
The lens gets cropped around the sides
Constrict my body, up at night
You see my face in candlelight
Just know I speak when spoken to
I can't talk pretty like you do
Discarding every afternoon
I keep it easier for you
I check my corners, softly step
I'll wake up grasping at my neck
Horns in the distance, freaking me out
Your little whispers talking me down
I'll stay and sit for you
Just the way you want me to
Your left hands plugging my mouth
Right on the wound that's still bleeding out
No
No
No
No
Fifteen million more in stock
Living it five, to five o-clock
I don't wanna make no time to stop