Bloem De Ligny Zink Lyrics

Zink Lyrics

Under pale sween rivers under extracts of blue

 Voluntrocities i wonder and i ask myself could this

 Be it? and the gloomy 'swounds' of sudden eruptions

 With viny acclimation stops it slides

 Me back and tells me it's allright

 

 Seashell eyes

 Moony gloom

 I like your hair

 Velocity

 Mellow stuff in my belly and

 Where do i go with my weary head

 My weary head

 

 A retreat to a place called zink my nostrils

 Shake as i smell the ink and i love it it is

 Dark but still delicious i like the smell

 I shake and curl and wrinkle and wrinkle and stop

 Thinking and wrinkle and wrinkle and wrinkle and wrinkle

 

 Seashell eyes

 Moony gloom

 I like your hair

 Velocity

 Mellow stuff in my belly and

 Where do i go with my weary head

 My weary head...

 

 Does it go in between? where do i stand

 In colluminity? or, for this it is capturing

 And flintely good to have your face in my head.

 

 Seashell eyes

 Moony gloom

 I like your hair

 Velocity

 Mellow stuff in my belly and

 Where do i go with my weary head

 Seashell eyes

 Moony gloom

 My weary head...

 I like your hair

 Velocity

 Mellow stuff in my belly and

 Where do i go with my weary head

 My weary head, my weary head...