Stomach -

We started talking about the ocean

Talking about the waves

The way it feels to drop and to see

The falling she said is like a calling feeling that

Stomach in my cheek

Slap in the face as opened my eyes staring at my face

And there’s no stomach in my cheek

Standing on the street

Where did that girl go?

Did you go back home to Mexico?

I have a chance to go but now I’m standing in the

Snow

Yes now I’m standing in the snow

One-way ticket in a bus drive to California

And they all the same betwen my toe

The wind blowing off to show

Got a sixel from the kid next door

And I got no time because I’m next in line

And Iґve almost done my thing

?Now falling that women just yet?

Feel my stomach in my cheek

Feeling my stomach in my cheek

So I’m Falling

I’m Falling

Falling

That girl she said it’s like a calling

But I don’t think I recognize them

Anymore the faces stretches that she had before

I though I came for the girl I need but instead I

Found that stomach in my cheek