Peachy

[Verse 1]
I am growing wierdly, there is no proportion
I've become so puffy, there is just emotion
I know what I'm doing, all that I am [?]
Theres is no direction, now there's just the wilderness left

[Verse 2]
Leaning over me, so subtle in your moving
Marching like machinery, confronting every [?]
Sit beside me heavenly, watch me as I shape shift
Squeezing out myself and sculpturing your words in mine

[Chorus]
Ooh, when I try to be peachy
Centred and free, when I try to be peachy
When I try to be peachy, centred and free
When I try to be peachy

[Verse 3]
Quietly intruding without any meaning
The thoughts are oxygen, I listen close to breathing
I've become so puffy, so without proportion
There is no direction, now there's just the wilderness

[Chorus]
Ooh, when I try to be peachy
Centred and free, when I try to be peachy
When I try to be peachy, centred and free
When I try to be peachy
When I try to be peachy

[Outro]
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