Relative Ash - Flavor Lyrics
floored, I don't feel rightso much flavor he? sick you knowgive up love your arm suffersso I can invite her spitI don't feel right so much flavor I? sickbut don't trip.love, I don't feel rightso much flavor he? very, very sickgive up love your arm suffersso she can invite all of our spitI don't feel right so much flavorI'm sick but don't tripeyes are shut crib criesflush loose teeth pistol whippedshe faints you?e gone bye, byeGod she's so sick of being secondtaste dies sex when high heart goes limpshe cares you?e gone bye, byeGod she's so sick of being secondGod she's so sick of being secondGod it? such a sin to be secondhave you ever witnessed full blown romanceand there ain? no question they held hands likewe did and your love thank you for having meI?e witnessed timeless loveYou?e gone bye, byeI don't feel right, I don't feel rightI don't feel rightGod she? so sick of being second never againGod it? such a sin to be second
