Rara

I walk all the time broken, but with faith
I live in a nice place where no one sees me
Sometimes I think you love me, but I don't know
I wake up early for God to help me, but with you

'Cause you're weird, just how I like it
With an angelic face and the right mischief
Baby, 'cause you're weird, just how I like it
With an angelic face and the right mischief

I have some little trees I planted in the spring
So I have fruits for when you want
A mountain that's not mine, but feels like it is
And this little pink mouth, for you to eat it whole

You never lack blunts, mommy, there's always some to smoke at home
With two, I clear my throat, I look into your eyes and start singing
You never lack blunts, mommy, there's always some to smoke at home
With three, I clear my throat, I look into your eyes and start singing

'Cause you're weird, just how I like it
With an angelic face and the right mischief
Baby, 'cause you're weird, just how I like it
With an angelic face and the right mischief

I walk all the time broken, but with faith
I live in a nice place where no one sees me
Sometimes I think you love me, but I don't know
I wake up early for God to help me, but with you

'Cause you're weird, just how I like it
With an angelic face and the right mischief
Baby, 'cause you're weird, just how I like it
With an angelic face and the right mischief