small talk by Bobby Getch

My face, and your eyes
don't meet
Know that I
have left you to die

Cus, I've seen your face before
not sure where at
No way back through the door

Drum breaks, play it safe
no way could I relate
Don't think for a second
I'd say

Motherfucker, stay away from me
Motherfucker
Motherfucker, stay away from me
Motherfucker, stay away from me
(I'm sinking down past your face)
Motherfucker, stay away from me

Cus, I've seen your face before
not sure where at
No way back through the door

• Pop
• baggy
• breakpop
• emo
• hypnagogic pop
• indie pop
• Brooklyn