"Miss This" lyrics

"Miss This"

Pull your fingertips along the edge of my hips
You will miss this
You will miss this shit when you can't get a hold of it

Even I have never seen it through the lens of something clear
And I just turn my head to that because ignorance is bliss

Just how would you like me?
I can serve her up nicely
Salted lightly
Just how would you like me?
I can serve her up nicely
Something like me

Eyes wide open, but a mind consistently shut
Doesn't that suck?
Doesn't that suck the life out of you and I?

Even I have never seen it through the lens of something clear
And I just turn my head to that because ignorance is bliss
Even I don't really need it, all of me is filled with greed
And as I reach my hand towards that, it just gets slapped

Just how would you like me?
I can serve her up nicely
Salted lightly
Just how would you like me?
I can serve her up nicely
Something like me

Doesn't that suck the life out of you and I?

Confused by this feeling, it doesn't leave
You could never be me


Writer(s): Christopher Michael Kearney, Ryan Cullen, Zayna Youssef, Jayce Max Williams, Sean Thomas McCall
EP: "Sweet Pill Sampler" (2020)
Sweet Pill - Sweet Pill Sampler EP cover
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