First Thing in the Mornin'

Focus, focus

When I saw that face, you wanted to stir me
I saw my winter shade and it came out but
I couldn’t understand what it meant but, I saw your face inside it, singin’

Focus, focus

My head is rollin’ now,
And I can’t understand how it seems to be bigger than how I played it, but
Fuck around with the sound and you’ll elementally fuck around with me yes
Open-can, freebee
Meaningless words in the heavy flood catching your head yes
But I sing too much about this

Focus, focus

Feeling thirsty……