Creamie

Pick up your phone
Tell me are you home
I’ve got something to show you
I know you’ll be all about it
Won’t let you be all up on it alone
So Here we go now
I’m gonna do it really slow now
Your toes will curl now
Only six years running you set yourself up
You got yourself where your going
But now you don’t know
But I hope that you’re gone too
And I hope that you’re going to
Tell it to me again
How much do you figure
When you count yourself out
Put your heavy finger on the trigger
Cause you know you blow it all out
How many times are you gonna tell me
Make it seem like I was wrong
When you know that you were gone
So far gone
Creamy crispy
Cotton candy chocolate sky
I can’t tell you why
But you seem to catch my eye
I begin I begin to imagine
But every time
I lose my mind
But I hope that you’re gone too
And I hope that you’re going to
Tell it to me again
But I hope that you’re gone too
And I hope that you’re going to
Trip with me again