Relative Ash – Flavor lyrics

floored, I don't feel right
so much flavor heæ?¯ sick you know
give up love your arm suffers
so I can invite her spit
I don't feel right so much flavor Iæ?¦ sick
but don't trip.
love, I don't feel right
so much flavor heæ?¯ 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 youæ?®e gone bye, bye
God she's so sick of being second
taste dies sex when high heart goes limp
she cares youæ?®e gone bye, bye
God she's so sick of being second
God she's so sick of being second
God itæ?¯ such a sin to be second
have you ever witnessed full blown romance
and there ainæ?° no question they held hands like
we did and your love thank you for having me
Iæ?³e witnessed timeless love
Youæ?®e gone bye, bye
I don't feel right, I don't feel right
I don't feel right
God sheæ?¯ so sick of being second never again
God itæ?¯ such a sin to be second