This thing is so hard to load,
And I can’t aim (I can’t aim).
I can’t swim,
But I can turn this into gold
On the wings of the angel who left you here.
Sadie, sadie, you got a bonfire in your hair,
Must be heaven in there.
Sadie,sadie, you got beach bonfire hair,
And it truns crazy red,
When I touch you there,
When I touch you there.
Let the gods turn away.
Let the gods turn away.
This wave is so hard to hold,
And I can’t swim (I can’t swim).
I can’t swim,
But I can turn this into gold.
Hit the water in slow-mo like angels in air.
Sadie, sadie, you got a bonfire in your hair,
Must be heaven in there.
Sadie,sadie, you got beach bonfire hair,
And it truns crazy red,
When I touch you there,
When I touch you there.
Let the gods turn away.
Let the gods turn away.
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