Bruisey Peets - Onions

Well I still cook with onions all the time, all the time
Even though they always make me cry
I close my eyes in pain and I point the knife in vain
And i hope that all my fingers will remain

And I guess that just might be how love works
Sometimes when you're open and not in line
Yeah I guess that just might be how love works
Sometimes when you're open and not in line

The vein in your hand leads me to your veiny gland
Reminds me of the vanity of my plan
Well its plain for all to see we will never really be
But the potential energy has its flavor

And I guess that just might be how love works
Sometimes when you're open and not in line
Yeah I guess that just might be how love burns
Sometimes when you wake up and your heart's on fire

Written by:
Benjamin Usie

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