Maribou State & Holly Walker - Tongue

No light when I ask you
that's a shame
No high better than you
easy

I'm tripping over my own tongue
Desire, like an illness, chokes me
You lit me up so smoke me

You made it so obvious
that you're not in love
You never gave a damn bout us
cos you're not in love

No time to regret this
what we've done
Still I second guess it
cold feet

I'm tripping over my own tongue
Love has been and gone
and now I'm numb

Rolling down into the wildest dream
You sent my soul downstream