FYE & FENNEK - Peaches

We chase for money, save our mind
This trouble you, this trouble me
The future past is left to find
Unravel you, unravel me

To live a love and die too fast
There is none to say, there is none to keep
This cigarette won't be the last
If smoke is you, then dope is me

I want my plastic peaches back
You seen my plastic peaches back
I know you hardly, got attracted
I want my plastic peaches back

We dream our lives, we dream all wild
That's how you want to keep wanting me
The poison cure was here to find
Unravel you, unravel me

The quiet chase, I feel your need
Embodiment, embody me
This cigarette won't be the last
If smoke is you, then dope is me

Peaches

Black widow, black widow
Black widow, black widow
Black widow, black widow

I want my plastic peaches back
You seen my plastic peaches back
I know you hardly, got attracted
You want my plastic peaches back

I want my plastic peaches back
You seen my plastic peaches back
I know you hardly, got attracted
You want my plastic peaches back

I want my plastic peaches back
You seen my plastic peaches back
I know you hardly, got attracted
You want my plastic peaches back