Tekster: Huffamoose. Snapshot Family.
Soul mate, before you close the blinds
Look at the blue Los Angeles sky
Breathe in the palm trees floating by
Did you ever dream you'd live a life so charmed?
You'd need a minute
West is a state of mind we say
Friendly but never overbearing
Sold into slavery half a year
The ground we opened up
And it fell in, you take a minute
Snapshot family
We plaster smiles on our faces
In place, just in cases
Snapshot family
Go ahead and grab one
This is what they're there for
Close all their innocence in flavor
Soaked in the finest herbs we wonder
How could it be so bad, if it tastes so good?
The ceiling fan begins to swell
I need a minute
You love a polka dot suspender
Bats in the belfry and the blender
Swimming is religion
When you're on the rocks
It opens up and you fall in
I take a minute
Snapshot family
We plaster smiles on our faces
In place, just in cases
Snapshot family
Go ahead and grab one
This is what they're there for
Life is breezy
When you're on the run
Go ahead and grab one
This is what they're there for
Look at the blue Los Angeles sky
Breathe in the palm trees floating by
Did you ever dream you'd live a life so charmed?
You'd need a minute
West is a state of mind we say
Friendly but never overbearing
Sold into slavery half a year
The ground we opened up
And it fell in, you take a minute
Snapshot family
We plaster smiles on our faces
In place, just in cases
Snapshot family
Go ahead and grab one
This is what they're there for
Close all their innocence in flavor
Soaked in the finest herbs we wonder
How could it be so bad, if it tastes so good?
The ceiling fan begins to swell
I need a minute
You love a polka dot suspender
Bats in the belfry and the blender
Swimming is religion
When you're on the rocks
It opens up and you fall in
I take a minute
Snapshot family
We plaster smiles on our faces
In place, just in cases
Snapshot family
Go ahead and grab one
This is what they're there for
Life is breezy
When you're on the run
Go ahead and grab one
This is what they're there for
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