tentacles blocking the door
Constantly going through my mind
Don’t know much of you
But I can feel the smoke
Rushing down your bong
An I ain’t have to be close
I ain’t gotta see these
Ghost alone
Walking on the moon
Wishing you’d feel me too
I’m going days with no sleep
Going days...
Don’t know much of you
But I can feel the smoke
Rushing down your bong
An I ain’t have to be close
I ain’t gotta see these
Ghost alone
Walking on the moon
Wishing you’d feel me too
I’m going days with no sleep
Going days...