Higher than a motherfucker, dreamin' of you, as my lover. Flying like a screamin' falcon, only way to do each other. Pull out the incisor, give me two weeks, you won't recognize her. Mouth open, you're high. I know it hurts. You know, I'd put you first. I can fuck you better than her. You say you want me, I say you'll live without it, unless you're the only one who instigates.
How did she taste?
Feel your body closin', I can rip it open
Suck me up, I'm healin' for the shit you're dealin'
Smoke on the skin to get those pretty eyes rollin'
My thighs are apart for when you're ready to breathe in
Suck me up, I'm healin' for the shit you're dealin'
High, motherfucker, got your mouth open, you know you're mine
If there is a girl in the music world who knows what she's doing, it's FKA twigs. If there is a girl in the music world who knows what she's doing, it's FKA twigs.
I know it hurts.
You know, I'd put you first.
I can fuck you better than her.
You say you want me, I say you'll live without it, unless you're the only one who instigates.
Got your mouth, open your high.
Suck me up, I'm healin' for the shit you're dealin',
High, motherfucker, got your mouth open, you know you're mine.
I know it hurts. You know I quench that thirst. I can fuck you better than her.
You say you want me. I say you'll live without it. Unless you're the only one who instigates. Get your mouth open, you're high.
Higher than a motherfucker, dreaming of you as my lover. Flying like a streamer thinking of new ways to do each other. Pull out of the incisor, give me two weeks, you won't recognize her. Mouth open, you're high.
Consistently making a mess of things, she's either "funny" or "weird". Botcho usually finds herself awake for too long despite her love of sleep. She's busy exploring the world with a taste for fashion, concerts, breaking rules, hair dying and pizza. She only calls herself a writer in an attempt for her blog to make sense. For all business inquiries, you can contact her mom.
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