Rather Die from Spell by Richard Orofino

There’s something in the water babe
I feel it when we touch
There’s something in the water babe
And we drank too much

You’re lips don’t move the same
My ears won’t open up
I can’t hear what you say
Anymore

Living in a world
Where you can’t see my face
I’d rather die instead

Tangled in a crowd
And I can’t hear your voice
I’d rather die instead

There’s something in that water babe
It’s poisoned red
Swallowing the both of us
And now it’s in our bed

You’re eyes ain’t lookin twice
We may be out of luck
And now my blood’s running dry
Is there a cure

Our bodies on fire
But we still cannot let go
Our bodies our liars
But who’s gonna let them know

You fall asleep when u talk to me
But we still dream when we fall asleep

• Pop
• rock & roll
• New York