Lemon Lick

Of course there's breath
There's always been
Room to breathe has been fleeting

Perfumed breath
Disguising a bitter lemon lick
That's thriving

I don't know why you came
I struggle with your fickle failings

I complicate internally
Place my ego centrally
Ah
A bitter lemon lick extends
A sour taste you leave again
Ah
Golden liquor from the sky
Soaking up ideas
I can't retain within a heatwave.

I don't know why you came
I struggle with your fickle failings

I don't know why you came
I struggle with your fickle failings

I don't know why you came
I struggle with your fickle failings



Credits
Writer(s): Abbie Howard
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