- Bryce Vine Factory Love 歌詞
- Bryce Vine
- We got factory love, pharmaceutical pleasure
Its just factory love, ain't no high in forever
Weve been on em for days, wired and high on a field
45 and a shot, four or five
Pop a couple bad aspirin, chop a couple, I'll split
Knock up another one back sweet, sake up on that lip
Yeah, we live for that dove life
Yeah, we ** ** with them beans
Girl, you live for them doves, right?
Take me under your wings
Ah, yeah, yeah
Coffee color mocha frame, talkin but aint no exchange
Droppin on me every day, hoppin on me every day
Body drippin hella Daiso, so says she wanna go to Stagecoach
Birdie puffin lemon haze smoke,
Double vision got me double-dippin
Ooh yeah , Feliz Navidad
Got the whole world on a string
What more did it bring?
White noise on the beach
Waves crash to the shore like calm in a storm
We got factory love , pharmaceutical pleasure
It's just factory love, ain't no high in forever
Weve been on 'em for days, wired and high on a field
45 and a shot, four or five other pills
Its just factory love, we get by on the pleasure
No old fashion in love , aint no high in forever
Ooh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Comb-like state to the dome, might face
Wanna go, dont stop, never pause, no breaks
Let me crawl your walls, do it all, no stress
Waterfall in the bed, let it flow, life vest
I took too much of somethin', munchin on some vitamin chew
Next thing I knew, I saw you crunchin up anonymous blues
Odd colors swirlin that **** not what vitamins do
You got the shade of skin
To show your more androgynous roots, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Feliz Navidad
You got the whole world on a string
What more did it bring?
White noise on the beach
Waves crash to the shore like calm in a storm
We got factory love, pharmaceutical pleasure
Its just factory love, aint no high forever
Weve been on em for days, wired and high on a field
45 and a shot, four or five other pills
Its just factory love, we get by on the pleasure
No old fashion in love, aint no high in forever
Ooh, eh, eh, eh, eh
All night long in the moon-white fog
You and I keep warm in a room not locked
Where the sun dont shine for the dreary
And doves dont cry for the weary (Dont cry for the)
All night long in the moon-white fog
You and I keep warm in a room not locked
Where the sun dont shine for the dreary
No, the doves dont cry for the weary
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