Taste it, traced it, erased it
And I just cut him down
And I just cut him down
Taste it, trace it, erased it
Eyed it, dried it, untied it
So, I'm out to land on somethin'
He's my post to lean on
Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it
And I just cut him down
He's my post to lean on
Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground
So, I'm out to land on somethin'
He's my post to lean on
Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground
So, I'm out to land on somethin'