THE SECOND SINGLE RELEASED FROM KLY THE FRIEND

THIS SONG IS ABOUT ANTI-PSYCHOTIC MEDICATION. AND LOVE. AND ALL THINGS BITTERSWEET AT THE END. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT.
-KLY



bring back

my crown

Or some to wash em down

bring back

my crown

The world is crumbling

They say that it doesnt

grow on trees

but honey is always free (what does it mean)

say simple syrup in silver spoons

is all that i need (take two of them)

don't do it to me

again, (alright)

you whisper so sweet nothins

left here to fight

Just SAYING

bring back

my crown

Or some to wash em down

bring back

my crown

the world is falling

bring back

my crown

Or some to wash it out now

butterflies fly round

in bloomin season,

so open up when i come around

n dry those tears you feelin,

cause you're my sour flower

you're my sour flower

you're my sour flower

my sour flower

bring back

my crown

Or some to wash em down

bring back

my crown

the world is falling

bring back

my crown

Or some to wash em down

[unintelligible]

say say say,

sugarcoat my days

life sentence,

said I had to stay

these flowers fake

(oh wait, that doesn't make sense)

same sugar n spice

feast on sweet n low

am i even real

I need to know

look at me now

w tears sunnyside

without that pain

I would have died

love me

ooor love me not

love me

ooor love me not

shake up my world

when im settlin

flowers never last

so keep on petalin

little bee buzz down

in summer season,

I open up when you come around

to struggle with my demons

cause you're my sour flower

my sour flower

when there's visit hours,

hope my mind dies before I do,

so void. honey. i. DEVOUR.

deja da deja da vu

ima leave right after right after you

Know that I know its a novelty too

granted i take you from from girl in the booth

granted it granted its all gonna be great

dont go now dont go boy finish your plate

the steak

the form that i follow it flow

you

dont

even

know

where do I go

where are the brakes

cannonball off the wall n drain the lakes

you fakes wont leave so i set them free

we on the mountaintop where do i pee

she let them down with those pixie sticks

while some sane, you remember the bliss

wipe the boogers with hearts on my sleeve

why the hell would you bee followin me, huh

Gimme some sugar

There is no danger

Here is some sugar

This is your flavor