This dream where she's with me

That life I want is coronas on the beach
Suntanned legs and picking out
Everything she wants
At her favorite places
It's on me
Right on top
Nowhere else ever
But on me
I'm fucking buying like I always do
The rounds and the dreams
I'm picking up the pieces
Of some stuff I broke
But this time she's on top
With me so when she smiles
I'll know she's looking down
Like God probably does
At how fucked up and beautiful my life is
I'm gonna be looking up at her
Bleach blonde tanned up freckles
A smile that'll make ya
Forget all that shit
That seems fake now
Cause she's so real.
A real one.
The one that knows how,
Knows how big you're about to make it
And how little that can you feel
Sometimes
But not with her,
With her you feel just right.

-EDDIE STORM-