Listen to Girl Eats Sun: Instagram: @hopetala Twitter: @hope_tala Keep in touch with Hope Tala: Directed by Anna Fearon Producer: Poppy Ashton Production company: Greatcoat Films Lyrics: The cherries in your mouth spill stars Scarlet venom to keep in jam jars We all build worlds with joined up scars but your constellation has stained my guitar And the french in your mouth breaks ribs, makes heads go light and hands lose their grip Pulling teeth behind a bottom lip to look for cherry stones and rotting apple pips Sunlight eats your skin, look at the state we’re in Look at the state we’re in, look at the state we’re in The glare gets in my eyes, please drink the tears I cry Drink up the tears I cry, drink up the tears I cry Don’t leave me here alone Drink up the tears I cry Drink up the tears I cry But don’t leave me here alone Drink up the tears I cry Drink up the tears I cry The cherries in your mouth break blood, around your teeth and straight down your tongue I thought that you would be the one but your shade of red isn’t my kind of fun And the french in your mouth cracks bones, and splinters hearts all the way down your phone I thought that we could both atone but my form of prayer isn’t one you know Sunlight eats your skin, look at the state we’re in Look at the state we’re in, look at the state we’re in The glare gets in my eyes, please drink the tears I cry Drink up the tears I cry, drink up the tears I cry But don’t leave me here alone Drink up the tears I cry Drink up the tears I cry But don’t leave me here alone Drink up the tears I cry Drink up the tears I cry Mela verde in my cup Tell me what the fucks for lunch Is it your pussy or dinner both seems like the same to us Dracula to your neck, I was tryna relieve stress You look yummy in that dress, I expect nothin less Chain keeping swinging in your mouth, now the chain stained with some cherry lip gloss Tequila ya tears so we move state to state, sippin on your sorrows as I fuck you by the lake Look Turn around and bust it back, one time Give you this dick and you relax, two times Waking up to clothes all over your apartment Pearls on your neck, Sauvignon on the carpet Road trips to Nice but we ain’t goin up to Greece Baby I’m the one you call Aminé in the sheets A lot of text messages that I wanna delete but to get over the state we in I just cop you Céline Sunlight eats your skin, look at the state we’re in Look at the state we’re in, look at the state we’re in The glare gets in my eyes, please drink the tears I cry Drink up the tears I cry, drink up the tears I cry But don’t leave me here alone Drink up the tears I cry Drink up the tears I cry But don’t leave me here alone Drink up the tears I cry Drink up the tears I cry
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