Nuna - Spanish Suite, Pt. II (Mexican Acid)

I don't have a god
Patience home-base is a
Rise and a drop
Mars bars and cocaine
And blonde handlebars
I missed you more than I think anyone
Ever

And I don't think about wives
Don't think about men or
Their sentimental lies
Don't sip the lean cuz all I see
Is Heroine and ice
I can't tell if anyone sees anyone
Anymore

I'm goin' to Mexico
Mexico baby
'Cuz I gotta go
Mexico baby
You'll come with me I hope
Where everything tastes like the summer

Babe I'm sick of it
Each day seems so postured
So Manicured and set
Housewives and Country clubs
And stone silhouettes
I can't tell if anyone sees anyone

Anymore

And babe who am I
I don't feel asleep
But I'm drowsy in the light
Mexico seems better
Than living a lie
Cuz everything still tastes like summer

All the time
Everything tastes like

Don't tell your parents no
I got cars and dope
Bass boosted stereo
On shag carpet floor
We got the summer babe
We don't mind the shade
Knees like a hotel maid
We don't have time to play

Around
I won't waste any time

Written by:
Conner Broderick

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