Pick up the fuckin phone

I need a warmth of your tone

Got my first 20 just to smoke it up alone

This is isolation

This is demon bliss

Could I reach for her kiss

Could I reach for her kiss

If I′m swum baby it's not your fault

I always sunk, I always sunk

You ain′t used to a boy who bleeds to the moon

It ain't your fault, I'd sink in salt

Scarlet fingers I could move through you

But to drown you to disgrace fume

This is isolation

This is demonic bliss

Could I reach for her kiss

Could I reach for her kiss

Rhetoric verses I could spill

Only to find myself to limbo wish

This is whisky

This is ocean bed

Baby let it take me instead

Let it take me instead