Zac Clark - Holy Shit

Hey little bud, how you gonna bloom
I'm vividly envisioning lascivious activities that make three out of two
So plant me firmly in your soil and give me space to take root
I figure that the deeper we dig, the more likely it is that we bear fruit
Holy Shit: a mix of dirt and sugar on my fingertips
Holy Shit: I speak in tongues and I'm fluent in sacrilege
Holy Shit: gonna make love straight through the apocalypse
Well of course I'm a force- you're my source, you're my equal and my opposite: Holy Shit
And then what
Where we gonna roam
I know there's unlimited miles in front of us, but why don't we stay home
Cause wherever you go, from within is how you grow
Let's be the filthy and exquisite - we're livin' and we've been given both
Oh Holy Shit: a mix of dirt and sugar on my fingertips
Holy Shit: I speak in tongues and I'm fluent in sacrilege
Holy Shit: gonna make love straight through the apocalypse
Well of course I'm a force - you're my source, you're my equal and my opposite: Holy Shit
Holy Shit: a mix of dirt and sugar on my fingertips
Holy Shit: I speak in tongues and I'm fluent in sacrilege
Holy Shit: gonna make love straight through the apocalypse
Well of course I'm a force - you're my source, you're my equal and my opposite: Holy Shit
Holy fuckin shit, yall
Every mess is magnificent yall
Hallelujah
Depth above width, there's no alternative
We're blendin our broken bits until it leads us into bliss: we're the holiest of shit

Written by:
Erin Sidney, Zachary Clark

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