Primitive Heart

Though the soul must convey
Some waters to dilute
He is literal death
When he gets alcohol
My solar flare of love
Soul psyche instincts
Dialecticts

Sneek and cop
Seek and show
Lover must have a man
To please or make you mad
Missed your clean lonely heart
Spill things fresh as sugar
Midnight he sing blue
Come see you

Oh, what woman can sing without loving the primitive heart?

Though the soul must convey
Some waters to dilute
He is literal death
Burning as alcohol
My solar flare of love
Soul psyche instincts
Dialecticts

Sneek and cop
Seek and show
Lover must have a man
To please or make you mad
Missed your clean lonely heart
Spill things fresh as sugar
Midnight he sing blue
Come see you

Oh, what woman can sing without loving the primitive heart?

Heart, heart, loving the primitive heart
Sky, sky, clouding the surface of sky