Monday, August 6, 2018

When the high tide comes, we can't sit here anymore
Life's on fire, rolling on the floor
Not even thinking about what comes next
Goosebumps on my flesh when kisses touch my neck
Breakfast on the ocean makes life move in slow motion
No matter what we go through, happiness is the only emotion
Waves hit the rocks as consistent as my clock tocks
Boys from my block get to watch what we can't cop
This shit is priceless

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