Well my pony’s cold but I don’t have the heart
While my homies roll down by the park
Since you said goodbye, lost in your wake
I don’t care, I have been cursed in my blindness
Now I see holding you close
With my tattered sleeves, thrown by the coast
Make our bodies rise, bones laid to waste
As we call, I have been cursed with my kindness
In my skirt and my shirt with the sleeves (sleeves)
In the dirt, all the hurt’s gonna unfold (unfold)
Relax the denim in my waist as I pull out of your place
Pull out of your place (place)
Cobra venom in my face
I was flying so heavenly
Now I’m stuck in the sky like a reverie
It was good, it was good, it was all I had
It was good, wish you could, could find me where I’m at
Wondering just what it is
Visions seem to multiply
Used to be so easy
Complicated is my crime
Dangled in velocity
Floating in between the signs
Is this how it’s gonna be?
Recognizing you were my kind