Her Love

Golden shower
Is this real or just radio in the park
Heroin sugar flames
Diamond in her shoes
Woke up in box of pine
Don’t tell me you don’t romance it
The old man said you’re lying

Feel the sunshine
As it’s raining on
God's gift to symmetry
All tits and energy
Don’t need touch to get it on
I got my heart in Gammalon
(Magic hour in the car)
(You were sucking on my-)
On my cold shoulder, the future is real

Her love is the ghetto
Her love is a poor boy
Her love is the sunshine
Her love is a soldier

Hold me closely
Wipe my ass
With those fast fashion beauty queens
God’s own amphetamine
You got fire in your eye
You live life so, you could die
(Don’t tell me you don’t romance it)
(The old man said you’re lying)

Holy shit, dear
I get morbid like stepchild radio
Television, very slow
Oh, these are the days of our tricks
(All that time got cashed in change
When your... Met my...)
Suicide, baby, the future is real

Her love is the wonder
Her love is the soldier
Her love is the sunshine
Her love is a rocket