once again, I'm wrong
it's an unspoken rule
a little taste of the peach on your lips
will remind of other times when you were sorely missed
Here the sun is out
but in my heart it's clouded
you've got a little bit of beach on your hips
and its fine, it's fine
Coursing through my veins like poison, you've drugged me
the finer grains of sand will drop down, ever ticking
and its fine
as long as i taste the peach on your lips
I'm on the other side
Taking blows to the nerves
bundles of pain that God organized
but there's no forgiveness for wandering eyes
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