Testo All Fuzzed Out - Beach Slang

All Fuzzed Out

I’m swallowing faith
But choking on lust
I’m chasing your face
But fucking it up
Turn the stereo loud until I steady my guts
You still are «Oh, wow!»
And all of these sounds
Are really just my heart plugged in and played loud
My knuckles are fake
I kiss when I punch
If everything breaks
What happens to us?
You are how The Smiths sound when they’re falling in love
You still are «Oh, wow!»
And all of these growls
Are really just my heart getting really fuzzed out, like, oh, wow!
If there’s Heaven, I have found it with you
So, is there?