Talk Less

Wonder you'll never know me The lone blown star and the only Aaaaah Been blowing up low key From the deepest sea to the gobi cuz I been lighting up shows I been lighting up worlds its whatever you cant move to my heart when I fill up the bowel That's forever Same moss different weather Hidden from most peeling up the irish coast Aaaahh Really sneak like bo sie Shimmer with the tide im in the estuary Oooooooh Takes whats mine undertaker Moving unholy that's the ol me Ahhhhhh Why don't you eve show Say nutting you don't call you don't owe me And I been blowing up shows I been lighting up roads its whatever you cant move to my heart , when I fill up the bowell hardly ever Apple cake I be the sweetest But a Little bit rotten so speak less Whyd you do that Cya later then If you moving up the coast cya later Current made a tyrant out of me Salt n pepper dream cast in the reeds Roll over , roll over , over me , ah let em roll over me Whip me up im the pure irish butter Mixed with the tree n the leaf my mother , Few scoops cya later And I been blowing up smoke I been lighting up roads its whatever hands in the bowel soaking it up whenever the weather made a titan out of me now floating ima drone overseas x4 Pretty clever pretty, pretty dopey , always dozey ,