Sometimes I feel like ivy
Growing on your chest
Blooming in your fall
Feeding on your breath
Moaning like a single coil
Wired 'round her neck
Skin colour bronze maple
Sometimes I feel like ivy
Growing on your chest
Blooming in your fall
Feeding on your breath
Moaning like a single coil
Wired 'round her neck
Skin colour bronze maple
Just like my Fender
Strat
Im working through my worst nights
Im skipping through the projects
We live and die by screen light
There is nothing to be part of
Leaving scent of lemongrass
I think that you're a goddess
Know that you are many things
But most of all you're flawless
So get into the ground
Spin me all around