[Lyric] Milkman (Fake Fruit)

Hot sidewalk, no shade, milk curdles, with age
Hot sidewalk, no shade, milk curdles, with age
Hot sidewalk, no shade, milk curdles, with age
Hot sidewalk, no shade, milk curdles, with age
Hot sidewalk, no shade, milk curdles, with age
Hot sidewalk, no shade, milk curdles, with age

As you sleep in, I slowly creep out
To take my thoughts for a walk

I'm looking into
What year death came to
The wholesome reign
Of the American milkman

I'm making sense of
The first time you told me
That you loved me
'Cause you wеre asleep

Found out the hard way
You had expirеd
As someone who I
Dearly admired
Hot sidewalk, no shade, milk curdles, with age
Hot sidewalk, no shade, milk curdles, with age

Lost kid, hard knocks, skim off the top
Lost kid, hard knocks, skim off the top
Lost kid, hard knocks, skim off the top
Lost kid, hard knocks, skim off the top