whitecherry
white cherry blossom baby
i wanna touch your heart
and i could die forever
youre always underneath me
but its always me that falls
if i could kiss your eyelids
oh, would you awake
heart in my hands
my heads a television
telling my plans
but people never listen
im sitting in the lobby
im living underground
and i could scream forever
a visionary daydream
that made me oh so tired
if you could be my pleasure
i would never lie
heart in my hands
i must be god of something
not enough sense
but just because i lost it
heart in my hands
and clouds of static in my head
start from the end
and trace it back to the beginning
my cherry girl
my heads a retina display
my cherry girl,
strange how it ended up this way
white cherry love
all of the still frames in my life
white cherry love
the air above big city lights
big city lights
big city lies
big city lights
big city lies
big city lights
big city lies