Where We Begin (Preakly Peaches)
When jazzy white rabbits share crispy stories of whimsical peaches wrapped in nothing but what we felt on a psychedelic blue day in the S.F. Bay.
Nothing and heels / Wrapped in what we feel.
Lyrics
[Intro] Nothing like the cool crisp day Here in our dear SF Bay [Verse 1] Wriggle in my lap Begging for a slap Darling prickly peaches Dreaming oh soft scratches [Chorus] Stuffing stretching sliding steaming Spoon feeding feral riding Fingers linger Quivers mutter [Bridge] Sucking soaked Writhing gazes Dripping mazes Hardened Swollen [Verse 2] Thumbsuck bucking Our luck darling Nothing and heels Wrapped in what we feel [Chorus] Slapping faces chewing ears Hurting is our only fear Fingerbang me slow, mean Until my soul is seen [Outro] Surrender to the maze within Hypnotic depths, where we begin
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