Cold Toes.

Before we speak I'm stuck in a blue
The vision that holds us is in a tomb
In a tomb

You on a red Persian rug
As you blow up the smoke
Brown hair brown skin mm, delectable
You don't ever really leave me alone
It's the sex makes you stay
Called a bone where I'm from

I think I'm being too crude
Watching you ramble on
Can you not step on my toes
When I pull you close?
(Your ass is so drunk) I know
So don't get mad if I fall asleep to your tunes
(That girl is so drunk) Me too

Before we speak I'm stuck in a blue
The vision that holds us is in a tomb
In a tomb



Credits
Writer(s): El Carlo Downs, Foe Coyote.
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