My head spinning again,
Guess it was too much to take,
Hand me a pill that works for sure,
God only knows what you hide beneath,
Skate down to the city,
Whistle a tune now,
I'm sure we've never met before,
I don't care though,
Come dance with your Retro,
That's how we do this,
Don't tell me you forgot your I.D. back home,
Now my head keeps spinning like a merry go 'round,
Something's up but I can't figure it out,
As you cling to me you might not truly understand,
You really taste like:
Onion relish and vinegar tea,
Hold that one thought,
You know it stirs up trouble,
Not like the fire god couldn't put you out,
So keep close to those damned clouds,
Run to your false preachers,
Or your fake teachers,
Climb up the thorn vines,
Don't tell me this already hurts?
I'll dive deep in the ocean,
Till I can't feel no more,
Oh what wonderful and beautiful song,
Now my head keeps spinning like a merry go 'round,
Something's up but I can't figure it out,
As you cling to me you might not truly understand,
You really taste like:
Onion relish and vinegar tea,
And you act real tough like you haven't had a mishap,
Doesn't mean that I will grovel at your feet,
Throw lives in the air as if we want them,
But we want them,
We f*cking need them now!
You really taste like:
Onion relish and vinegar tea...
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