Yellow Gold White (2/26/19) piano and git
U Give me hot peppers U think that they're sweet
I'm trading my apples for stock in the heat
it's getting colder and I am warm
temperatures rising inside social norms
I am not above lusting for you
life may seem low but it's true it's true
sometimes there's nothing else to do
I'm gonna blow through,I'm gonna blow through
a trumpet in the next life, I'll be the air
she's the silkiest of everything everywhere
so put out your wishes that flowers blown out
yellow to gold to white
(Sometimes there's nothing left to do
I'm gonna go through gonna go through
A temple in the next life, I'll be the prayer
Sacred whispers our wishes do count
I am not above lusting for you
life sometimes there's nothing else I can do
Yellow to gold to white)
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