Joy goes far to find herself a home
We kick up dirt and peel back our skin
Fly fast, kiss fast, fight fast, gone gone
Fly fast, kiss fast, fight fast, gone gone
Fold me into something I won't know
Give me one good reason to forget
This foxhole's just a scab I keep to pick
Joy makes sure to soak up all my sweat
Make a cake forget to eat it
Too late
The wind's already
Brushed your hair
I'm full of desire, don't know if it's mine
Baby's tired
Joy give her kiss goodbye
