Blush
Sorry your honour
There's a thunder breathing down my throat
Talking to models in museums
All about your ghosts
And you can auction off celebrity suicide homes
(Yeah)
Plato was crying over candlelight reflective stone
For jokes
I know, I know, I know
The feeling
I know, I know, I know
The feeling
With all the women set in telegraphic incense mode
And all the elegance
American philosophers
Erased by wolves
You're like the punchline of the people, Pete
You never land
I had to blush when I stood up
It wasn't just your tan line
Or fragrant sunshine
I know, I know, I know
The feeling
I know, I know, I know
The feeling
When I come down
I see you see yourself
I see you, see yourself x3
When I come down
(Giving your God your love you diamond)
I see you see yourself
(Kissing a drug you wanna climb in)
I see you, see yourself x2
I know, I know, I know
The feeling
I know, I know, I know
The feeling x2