Relative Ash - Flavor lyrics

floored, I don't feel right

so much flavor he抯 sick you know

give up love your arm suffers

so I can invite her spit

I don't feel right so much flavor I抦 sick

but don't trip.

love, I don't feel right

so much flavor he抯 very, very sick

give up love your arm suffers

so she can invite all of our spit

I don't feel right so much flavor

I'm sick but don't trip

eyes are shut crib cries

flush loose teeth pistol whipped

she faints you抮e gone bye, bye

God she's so sick of being second

taste dies sex when high heart goes limp

she cares you抮e gone bye, bye

God she's so sick of being second

God she's so sick of being second

God it抯 such a sin to be second

have you ever witnessed full blown romance

and there ain抰 no question they held hands like

we did and your love thank you for having me

I抳e witnessed timeless love

You抮e gone bye, bye

I don't feel right, I don't feel right

I don't feel right

God she抯 so sick of being second never again

God it抯 such a sin to be second