The Loud Family - The Softest Tip Of Her Baby Tongue lyrics

I was wrong to keep myself at all To keep myself at all I didn't know how your kisses felt Until I saw you kiss someone else Now how will I ever try Child lips as I shiver sigh I didn't know that the sun was there Till I stopped going out anywhere Most thrilled which is still depressed Softest sleep which still isn't rest Bank parking lot ten to one Face, T-zone dry, work gets done Loose, under things, underplay I wished myself here, I might wish myself away We should be steel tipped and baby-warm In some gone age's deluded norm Its embarra**ments all somehow Seen as flair Is it too late now? Still stayed in touch, perfect drone Blue caravan, right at home Pinned, native tongue, what we mean Wild nature knows how to grind like a cruel machine