ur spit from Pure by I've Never Been Here Before

Wake up in different beds in the same room
We thought we knew
Youre not wearing a top
And my window wont open
I wanna freeze you out
I wanna make you wish you could feel my back
Wake up in the same room in different beds
You yell at me from across the room
I wanna give you head

I hope you never grow up
Or maybe you do
Your spit tastes like my past
Your spit tast like the last
Ways i almost passed
Your spit tasyes like i dont want you back
Your spit tastes like im screaming while you laugh
Your spit tastes like sharing a room with an abuser
Your spit tastes like sharing a room with an abuser

• Alternative
• Experimental
• HyperIndie
• bedroom
• indie pop
• Santa Cruz