New Funk

One, two
One, two, new, funk

I'm stuck here in the middle
Trying not to meddle
Watch the flower undevour the pedal, unfold
Green belle with the eyes
Sing grace to the blind
Stars that smile
Sweet dreams in mind

Hey!
You dip your hand in the honey
Then you might get stung
Yo!
You dip your hand in the honey
Better run, run, run

Woke up with crusties in my eye
Baby don't lie
Rays are gone
No more smiles
Where did you go
At the end of the night?

You dip your hand in the honey
But it really ain't that funny
You got a whole lotta money
Boy ain't ya hungry

Please!
You better not stay away from me
I finally found some place to be
If my heart begins to now break
All these shadows they will not play

When I open up
Not saying that it happened
It's much harder to lose what you love
But easy to ignore that your seated on me

So with time you crossed the line
All your friends think you're kind
It's hard to say in a particular way
I get it, you need your space

Well it's hard to see
What's inside of me
These dark clouds of rolling gray

Before too long
I see you hold off
Our time has passed
But I'd still laugh, ehh

What did you want me to be?
What did you want me to say?
I get it you need your space
Let's try to fly away



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Bailey, Jarred Clos, Casey Kerrigan, Max Edward Laws, Reef Larwood, David Kaltenbach, Daniel Harvala
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