Neon Indian
Terminally Chill
[Verse 1]
Fast asleep she's been waiting to creep for a long time
Faint lit eyes slowly swallowing vibes from the waistline
Only dreams can deliver these things to my bedside
Airy shrugs says she's pulling the plugs to the outside

[Verse 2]
Lengthy days in a lovesick haze chemical fire
Lofty phase pulling minimum wage fans the desire
Lucid nights bring her perfumed sight to admire
All in all moments to recall and retire