Biscuit Town

I seem to sink lower, gazing in the rays of the solar In fact, we made a pact, but now I think it's over Red on white but he sipped on KA soda Fuck, that's Coca-Cola, as TV sports the Olympic ebola I think we might be bipolar, I think she thinks I'm bipolar He left the crime scene without the Motorola Still had dreams of being young Franco Zola For at least for now, it's all over Yeah, at least for now, it's all over I seem to sink lower In biscuit town, in biscuit town You're shallow waters, I'm the deep seabed And I'm the reason you flow I got more moons wrapped around my head and Jupiter knows Whilst you orbit with some stupider hoes Only a slacker would know tryna get up and group home Tryna eat from the same bowl, in my troopers abode I seem to sink lower In biscuit town, in biscuit town, ah-huh I seem to sink lower In biscuit town, in biscuit town (biscuit town) And now I'm caught up by the taste in her mouth As she whistles all about She gonna miss her match deep down south And no more wheelers dealers creeping about At least none that she knows Thrown away so much till I'm rolled up in the same old dutch Need a touch of thought for my libido And now she's nearly hitting speed cones As we proceed to her street dome, in her body not a weak bone Strong mind, but she still got sight for a peep hole Not that she knows, that's what he knows In biscuit town, ah-huh I seem to sink lower In biscuit town, in biscuit town In biscuit town, in biscuit town In biscuit town, in biscuit town You best get down --- Biscuit Town - King Krule