Creamie

Pick up your phone Tell me are you home I’ve got something to show you I know you’ll be all about it Won’t let you be all up on it alone So Here we go now I’m gonna do it really slow now Your toes will curl now Only six years running you set yourself up You got yourself where your going But now you don’t know But I hope that you’re gone too And I hope that you’re going to Tell it to me again How much do you figure When you count yourself out Put your heavy finger on the trigger Cause you know you blow it all out How many times are you gonna tell me Make it seem like I was wrong When you know that you were gone So far gone Creamy crispy Cotton candy chocolate sky I can’t tell you why But you seem to catch my eye I begin I begin to imagine But every time I lose my mind But I hope that you’re gone too And I hope that you’re going to Tell it to me again But I hope that you’re gone too And I hope that you’re going to Trip with me again