Peaches

Sunshine that's rising
Not all the way there
You're grand but you're bland
Your complexion so fair
All too fair

Haphazard and happy
You're distinguished and daring
And you're changing your style up
Like leaves that are falling
Like the leaves that are falling

Mellow and moody
You're moving so majestically
The wave up my neck when
You're less than impressed with me
You're less than impressed with me

Oh, the brick sitting fast
At the floor of your gut
You're feeling guilty but
Just good enough
Just good enough

You're lucid, uplifting
A hole in the night
Silently screaming that
I am your life

Purity peaches, spoiled and sour
Where will you be throughout my
My final hour

Purity peaches, spoiled and sour
Where will you be throughout my
My final hour

If life was only what we could see
Then I'd see right through you and
You'd see right through me



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Parker
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