Moon like Sour Candy Songtext
von The Ophelias

Moon like sour candy in your mouth
Our conversations are heading south
I am getting caught up in your movement
Resisting stagnation, I am trying

I′m tryin'

Wearing corduroy for four days straight
I get confused when you say my name
Skin is flaking harder in the winter
Reach out to your mother, I am cryin′

I'm cryin'


You can only like me when you′re drunk
The sky is open, my stomach sunk
Tongue like bubbles floating down my rotten skin
Don′t worry about it, I am trying

I'm trying
I′m trying
I'm trying
I′m trying
I'm trying
I′m trying
I'm trying