Son The Rhemic - Lovers Undercover lyrics

Its how your lips tart Part like a turtle Kiss sharp as a bite from a shark Wrapped around my kneck like a gurdle In arenas like a gladiator when I hurdle Sorry mom I had to hurt em This is the one thing If I ever felt certain Wrap my dead body in felt curtain The shadow of your eyebrow sweat drippin feelin nervous Wip me into shape hold me like my body held a purpose Earth is not too far from heaven Drop me off at gods mansion Exactly as he planned it Fast as the devil damned it Just how i thought i planned it Double crossed, and under handed Where do all the lovers meet with one another, In an effort to uncover what has happened to the silent days? Despite ones on the corner, dream of something warmer A semblance of our old ways, what has happened to our handmade days?