50 Foot Wave The Fuschia Wall
I'm still uncorrupted but pissed
Red poppies
And you against the fuchsia wall
Heart racing
So the future's n-not rosy, duh
My money's on grim and muddy, duh
Then suddenly everything I see's a love letter
An offer, oblivion forever
Up against the fuchsia wall
Star f..cker
Hey that's not pillow talk
Your mother
Frantic pawing's not un-beautiful
But drowning in your rain's invisible
Then suddenly everything I see's a love letter
An offer, oblivion forever