Outey Smoke
Zac Nelson
We've been hopin’ that this movement makin' stresses go away
We can travel and be happy, this is oh-so-true
Catch my drip
Give me kisses, I won't leave a bad taste
Brushless tail print, watch it crumble to the dust, mix with its wind
Slingshot sadness, melts the iris of a maker’s pain
Etch my scene, this ring bleeds, this is change that makes my day feel made
We've been hopin' that this movement makin' stresses go away
We can travel and be happy, this is oh-so-true
Catch my drip
Give me kisses, I won't leavе a bad taste
Brushless tail print, watch it crumble to thе dust, mix with its wind
Slingshot sadness, melt the iris of a maker's pain