Her head is in a bitter way
Her brain's on fire
She's just looking for the perfect wave
It's her brain's desire
I'll think of her when I walk the strand
On this true hormos a night
Ed is dead <i>[4x]i>
She's just rotting in stupid bliss
With music on her bars uh
Her face burning in the L.A. sun
She got no got no fear of cars
I better kick my strand cruiser
To the friendlier oh oh oh oh oh oh
Ed is dead <i>[4x]i>
Ed is dead
Ed is, yeah Ed is
Ed is dead <i>[3x]i>
E.I.D. <i>[3x]i>
No, no, no, no, no
© 2024 Cloverlyrics.com