Текст песни «Drag shift»

I’m a suspect treat I’m a rendered splendor with a nervous strain pain Gold shifts to blue so the peach is split and the vein got hit Slow down, strip the grip change the angle how are you? Feel fiction Feel overload Feel tongue wounded by the tongue Feel fiction Move like your eye lexize this lie my drag has a golden gaze to allude I deny When I flood this flesh I will freeze and crash I will click and clash till the glaze is cracked in a rush you shed your scales pattering an endless you Slow down, strip the grip change the angle shift to blue