Mydriasis

The eclipse in your gaze
The fake lights in the shades
Your sweet words in the air
Can I get a hit from your head?

Half-falling away
No need to stay back
Beautiful and stoned
Eyes pretty and black

Kiss my neck
Move me slow
I just can't see
Through the foam

Oh, our skin
Covered in snow
Will get warmer
As our pupils blow
As our pupils blow
As our pupils blow