Bakin' Bricks

I been baking bricks but it takes some time to
hone making its baking mix, let it dry overnight too
while our ship's been taking hits, it might capsize soon
I know that honey - it's just like a crime to
let it die, regretted my taking risks I never had the spine for
you're saving tips swaying hips, a pathetic cry for
warm hugs and kisses, cold hits and misses, a world designed to cure
your wailing disease, a sickness of the sea you might just die from

tell me what you need
yeah, when you dream honey
what do you see honey
what comes easily

you got to fish to fill your tits with silicon double Ds
I got a lotta lobster to catch to get bubbly
it troubles me, my lack of subtlety, show me to the door or smother me
coddle me till I fall asleep and leave as silent as can be, baby

what comes easily
ain't what you'll ever need
you are a deity
my sweet-



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Writer(s): Nose Truman
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