Continuation
Celeste Jones
Frost bit fingers in your hands
Lost shit in the back of your apartment
Only an accident
Washing you
Wash me away
One sip down the hole again
Pushing the push back
Delay
I won't tell you I like it
I would either way want to go
Follow them through
the smokey
Light
Don't give me a fright
If you wanted to fight
I'll have to go on
Placing my bet
Full of regret
But I'll do it either way
Oh
I'd do it for you