Honey

Credits:
Jason Ross

Availability:
Tug
Economy of Sound

Notes:
None

Lyrics:
Had a dream
And you were my dream
Saw your face
Real in a dream
Sugar mouth
Stings like a bee
Dreams with me at night

Come around
An image of you
And I want
The most I can get
Come around
And I'll bet the rent
You're angel walking street

Knowing each little mystery in me
Ok, well nobody knows my truest name
Bet you yours is the same
You make me feel good

Can't get you off the tip of my tongue
You're honey
Your satisfaction is the drug that I'm on
In my mouth
When my condition is dragging me down
You drown the ugliness out
Ok

In a word
You sold me a gift
And the word
No longer could fit
What you mean
And that word is "free"
Free to change and move

And we climb
The ladder to heaven
In my dream, we're climbing to heaven
So sublime, satisfaction is waiting
Waiting to be consumed
As soon as you make a move

Ok, nobody knows my truest name
Bet you yours is the same
You make me feel good

Can't get you off the tip of my tongue
You're honey
Your satisfaction is the drug that I'm on
In my mouth
When my condition is dragging me down
You drown the ugliness out
Ok

I know you have a plan to break away
Yes, I overheard
Yes, I heard what you said
Yes, I heard what you said
Ok

You're honey
Can't get you off the tip of my tongue
You're honey
Your satisfaction is the drug that I'm on
In my mouth
When my condition is dragging me down
You're honey
You drown the ugliness out
Ok pack your bags and slip out

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