Tyler Jacob - Pink Matter lyrics

rate me

What do you think my brain is made for

Is it just a container for the mind, this grey grey matter

And sensei replied what is your woman

Is she just a container for the child

That soft pink matter

Cotton candy Majin buu, whoa

Close my eyes and fall to you baby

My God just give me, pleasure

What if the sky and the stars are for show

And the aliens are watching high, from the purple planet, whoa

Sensei went quiet then violent

And we sparred until we both grew tired

Nothing mattered

Cotton candy Majin buu, whoa, whoa, whoa

Dim the lights and fall into you

My God, she’s giving me pleasure, pleasure, whoa, love,

Whoa, pleasure,

Aaah yeah

Aaah yeah, yeah, yeah

Ah Tyler Jacob yeah.