PAROLES
[Verse 1]
It’s a good life
Every other day I wanna live
Wanna die
And I’m not sorry
That I’m fighting
I’m never comatose
Always feel too much come and go
And then I’m bleeding
Sticky sweetness
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold me real tight
Pulling up on my body like a kite
You’re so red inside
Your juicy eyes
[Chorus]
Thinking that we might pluck
Thinking that we might pluck a cherry
Thinking that we might pluck pluck pluck pluck
Hoping that we might pluck a cherry
Thinking that we might pluck
Thinking that we might pluck a cherry
Thinking that we might pluck pluck pluck pluck
Hoping that we might pluck a cherry
Thinking that we might
