Montana

I barely knew ya
Hands in my pockets
Smile and a dagger
Spine felt a tingle
Getting good trouble
Drinking new water
Out west riding shotgun
Moon o'er Montana

Without my prism
My spell is useless
Need a new season
Where there's no distance
I'm sporting big wings
You see my new form
Nickel and dimed till
The spark was lukewarm



Credits
Writer(s): Akila Fields
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