And again you take me up
Elevated I'm on top
This journey is a lot like time
You just made me drain the cup
Seems like they will never stop
Singing that our love is crime
You fine my lungs
You fine my lungs
Do you hear the ticking bomb
Passing mirrors and windows
Being clearer and clearer
Like your counterparts?
The gun is loaded
For a while
Every night
Every morning
We see so many warnings
With our bloodshot eyes
Why the fuck we're so apart
There's something special in our love
We try so hard
And we try so hard
We've seen worse in our time
And we burn like butterflies
On the sun
Inside and out
I'm ready to believe in magic (I'm ready to believe in magic)
It's not a guilty pleasure (It's not a guilty pleasure)
The gun is loaded
It aimed right to my eyes
And again you take me up
Elevated I'm on top
This journey is a lot like time
You just made me drain the cup
Seems like they will never stop
Singing that our love is crime
You fine my lungs
You fine my lungs
My soul got lost in the smoke
I see all the colors I feel woke
I love all your strokes
Even when your kisses make me choke
Ooh, I'm so high
I'm 60 feet tall!
Ahahahahah!
I'm punched in the face with a purple fist
The widow cries along with me, she is so blue
She's on my list
On top of the Himalayas
Digging the gold
I found the fossil
That can be rolled
The widow cries all over me, she is so blue
She's on my list
And I know you'll always be there for me
And no structure will ever stand in between
Leaving the spot with no evidence, coming clean
I see the lights, they're always green
