Stepping - Lemonade, Heathered Pearls

And when I exit

And I try to leave that way

Though the close is

And it’s always gonna end the same

Tastes like acid when you’re my lover

Lifts me up and then it pulls me under

Face turns to glass and starts to shatter

It knows my lips like no other

Through the haze

Through the steam

Are you looking for me?

Like grains of sand

On the beach

They all look the same to me

Through the haze

Through the steam

I think you’re looking for me

Like grains of sand

On the beach

They all look the same to me

Tastes like acid when you’re my lover

Lifts me up and then it pulls me under

Face turns to glass and starts to shatter

It knows my lips like no other

Tastes…

Love…