Heatstroke from Ed's Sun by Aidan Fine

You must got thicker skin
You immune to this shit
I know you’re sick of him
Getting over that shit
You’ll be my medicine
But you’re making me sick
Sniffing that ketamine
Like it’s made for that shit

Damn you look so pretty
Even when you cry
You don’t have no answers
You don’t even know why
You don’t even know why
You don’t even know why
You treat me like practice
Cos you know I don’t mind
Cos you know I don’t mind
And I might just crash it
And I don’t even know why
And I don’t even know why
And I don’t even know why
You pulled me off my axis
And now you see all my sides

It might be something bout that weed smoke in my whip
You make a mess of me, it’s lethal, sinking in
You’ll be my death, you give me heatstroke, smokey skin
You’ll be my death you give me heatstroke, uh, uh, uh

You must got thicker skin
You immune to this shit
I know you’re sick of him
Getting over that shit
You’ll be my medicine
But you’re making me sick
Sniffing that ketamine
Like it’s made for that shit, uh


[YAMIKANI]
I must be made for that then
I’ll be the fire
You’ll be cold inside
Thinking that a heart’s just another bribe
Say you’re done with it
But you’re holding on
Call it your escape
That’s the reason you’re gone
Lighting up my world
But it’s burning down
Caught up in my storm
I don’t even know why, I don’t even know why
I don’t even know why, I don’t even know why
I still let you try

It might be something bout that weed smoke in my whip
You make a mess of me, it’s lethal, sinking in
You’ll be my death, you give me heatstroke, smokey skin
You’ll be my death you give me heatstroke, uh, uh, uh

You must got thicker skin
You immune to this shit
I know you’re sick of him
Getting over that shit
You’ll be my medicine
But you’re making me sick
Sniffing that ketamine
Like it’s made for that shit, uh

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• alternative
• alternative hip-hop
• psychedelic
• psychedelic pop
• Auckland