Ice Sandwich

There's a certain slickness and pressure in it
Maybe it's nostalgia, rubbed the wrong way
I don't hear the sound it turns acidic
Bound by decisions, forget about it

Tried to be of service, it was fun
Walked by the glitter in the gutter

Quite a scene every friday night
How do I get in

Don't smother me it's time I said it
Buy bells and whistles provided by
No I don't seem to remember right
Adding dimensions to sour chat

Buy me this house you're full of it
Buy me this couch I got to sit here
Lost my esteem you're too specific
Mine your way out of this in time

Looks like you see through it
Despite the clear sign on the door



Credits
Writer(s): Gonçalo Ribeiro Formiga
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link