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Wicca Phase Springs Eternal

Sleeper

 

Sleeper

(album: DØVES CRY SPRINGS ETERNAL - 2015)


[WICCA PHASE SPRINGS ETERNAL:]
Ice on me, put the car in park
Chew black pepper and I cross my heart
At a crossroads there, so you cross your arms in a doves night There where you cast your charms...
Want you there
Need you bad
Call me when your lips are black
Call me when your eyes are closed
Credit cards and shopping bags
The sigil is your third eye casted in a silhouette
I want you in nothing
I think I'ma pay for that
Calls me "Corinthiaxxx"
She calls me by name
When they fly me out to L.A. call me "California Phase"
In a black two-seater and I cross two lanes
I'm the one that called, you're the one that came
I want to be so down for your act
In a darker kind of rhythm, can you love me to the max?
In a colder kind of feeling like you have me in your trap
Girl, I want you now
Don't do me like that

[DØVES:]
Calling on me with your lips all painted black
Sorta goth, baby, I think I could live for that
You could find me in the back with the cross hatch arms
And my sleeves all Thraxx, all black
All wax, dripping on me like you melt for that
Cigarette burns, baby, we've got scars to match
Screaming slow death on your Instagram
Bottle in your Fendi bag
Bottles with the safety caps, emptied and I'm seeing black
Yeah, I can't wait for that, I'm taking that, I ache for that
Halfsleeper, skin grey, yeah, I'm living that
I'd kill for that
Cold heart, with the skin to match
Cold Hart, missed calls in the hatchback
Bury me in salt water when my body turns to ash
Put my heart up on the dash with the coke and the cash
And some girls in the back chasing black
Pedal smashed, smoking gas while you're screaming
Shit is hot up in the Thraxx

[Mackned:]
Okay, baby, lemme know if you ain't 'scapin taste this |? |
Working on the blunt, I know you see me then I'm gone
Know you, know you think about me I'm flooding your mind
I know you're want me to yourself it's not the time, yeah
I need you still, baby, with me yeah I'm selfish
See your pussy getting wet under your blanket
Start |? | when I know you people see me
Start |? | yeah, she give me all the love yeah

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