Butter from Easy Bammer by May Rio

What can I say, now I got time
Long sunny days, sleeping at night

Thought I could think, something would come
Walking the dog, throwing the ball

Simpler to be an echo than to talk
Fuck the police, everything’s fucked
Butter and oil to make it go down
Everything’s better with butter around and you got it

What you want
And you got it, just what you want

Reality through the TV
Just for an hour, one becomes three
Inflate your lips, shave your nose tip
Outline your eyes but their distance is set and now

She’ll smile the biggest that I ever saw
Drugged in the bed
Simpler to be an echo than to talk
Covered in bandages bloodied but it’s what she wanted

And she got
What she wanted
Is just what she got

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