Datura
Kenny Becker
In my holy home
With a floral dome
And all is alright, yeah‚ yeah
I'll hurt my heritage
A body bag‚ I said
Yeah‚ yeah
Next to the moon, a river
Wanna mate milk linen in a
In my hormone own
Where all my homies know
Harmony don't cry
Alright, yeah‚ yeah
The birth of paraffin
I wanna mend my head
Yeah, yeah
Roll up the will of heaven on the big ocean
Sin, sweat
Abate an error or make a blank amends
Bell‚ bed
Born into rich contrition with a mixed feeling on my opal
Yeah, all my life
Prayed at night
Help my hurting tummy
Morning light
Wave goodbye
Meal of pain in covers
Yeah, yeah
My only mark is you
Yeah, yeah, oh
Pull away my middle