I used to smoke a lot
To fill the gap that
Is known as smoothly murdered minutes.
I know that feeling
When gotta get up
And your fag friend can't give what u need.
For the first time i met her
She asked me for some paper
To roll an another.
Oh, those mats in your hair
I don't care what u wear
Blue blanket is our seashore.
Honey, honey is topped with lonely
Piece of peaches hanging above my body. (2x)
I read your palm when
U offered me some thin
What made your lines’ shape forming a heart.
Hazy pupil of mine
Only just realized how
Much you meant before u left me.
Honey, honey is topped with lonely
Piece of peaches hanging above my body. (3x)