[bad word] up and you climb up there
You attend to get a little bit restless
And bring a palm ‘cause you feel like rain
And they spill it all over your sunset

Don’t stop
You make my world go ‘round
It’s spinning on your thong
And you travelled out to it

In the storm, we wrote
In the mouth of the danger, they tryna contain it
Twist me and I’m tired of you
What took over later down on the fender lay low
 [bad word] on [bad word] on over the hill [bad word] on up, go where we deal with your nightmares
You keep it out now, we’re on the road
Think all the damage we do by the morning

So don’t stop
The world keeps going along
It’s spinning on your thigh
You’re the tender mental kind of side, here we go

In the storm, we wrote
In the mouth of the danger, they tryna contain it
Twist me and I’m tired of you
What took over later down on the fender lay low

And what took over later down on the fender lay low
And what took over later down on the fender lay low
 [bad word] from the high and whole of it all
Level out the up and down as we go
There’s an under under every..
Years we grow as bigamy that’s wrong
That [bad word] breaks what we do
And you’re still grounded

Standin’ in the storm, we wrote
In the mouth of the danger, they tryna contain it
Twist me and you’re tired of you
What took over later down on the fender lay low

In the storm, we wrote
In the mouth of the danger, they tryna contain it
Twist me and I’m tired of you
What took over later down on the fender lay low

And what took over later down on the fender lay low
Down on the fender lay low
But down on the fender lay low