Contact High [Demo] lyrics

I smelled that smoke when I passed by your door

I fall down to my knees cause I need more

Something's burning up inside

I know that ain't no jolly ride

We'll make do with the slip and slide

Fo' sho'

You give me contact

Contact high

You give me contact

Contact high

Turn the dirt til I can breathe your seed

The flowers on your wind that taste so sweet

Look here Mama, don't be scared

Selfless children love to share

But I'll be damned if I've got enough

For three

You give me contact, contact

Contact high

You give me contact, contact

Contact high

The girl ain't nothin' but rich white trash

With her lips on a jazz bag and hands on cash

Nobody wants to kiss a mushroom stash

Don't you leave me statued like a stone

I taste you good, the wet lips of your home

Please believe me, for your sake

I won't ask you, I just take

One more fix and I'm gonna break my bones

You give me contact, contact

Contact high

You give me contact, contact

Contact high

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