She comes in a box with a guarantee of nothing
Too fake, so shake man shes no remedy
Brown into blonde and black as noon
Shes on to you
Think that the one making coffee could be
Better than the girl, who fell in love quickly
She said pick me to be the one whos going to see
Youre so divine that
I may not find it
In her, or in any other way
Was it her on the sidewalk in the red
Or your best friends sister or her friend instead
Or that thing the night before you thought youd see
The one down the street just waiting for you
Oh swinging like the trees do, finding nature in all thats true
And what you see as she screams
Oh, followed by the good lords name in vain
Drop an F-bomb and rush to your surprise
As you let the cigarette smoke rise, you rise, we rise
When it all comes down to
What you need to know
Shes everywhere and Ive tried to go
And take what she is giving
Inhale and start living and beat the reality of me
Oh Im knowing this, yeah, girl youre so divine
Artist: Fences
Artist: Jeff Kashiwa
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