ENTERLUDE - Ambre, Jean Deaux

I will sing for you, or we will do, and share with you

A few moments

After which I shall graduate to a higher class

And I hope you will come with me

We’ll start from the beginning

Which was about a little girl, and her name was…

Good afternoon eyewitness news North Lucidia

Citizens say they saw a group of four teenagers trespassing on what they’re

calling a pulp garden

It’s said to have been growing hallucinogenic or—

I used to feel nothing, nothing, nothing

Now I feel everything

How you just gone walk up in this room and act like it’s all good?

Put a crack up in my shield like they put crack in the hood

Fuck the war on drugs, I got a war on love

This feeling is limitless, running it up

You set my soul on fire hmm, provider hmm

Won’t lie to you, yeah-yeah

All along I never knew what I had coming

Best thing that you ever did was pull up

All along I never knew what I had coming

Best thing that you ever did was pull up

Yeah, pull up on a kid

Mercy Benz, fogged up

Windows tint, bad intentions

Prolly gon' wanna pull up

Prolly gon' wanna pull up

Prolly gon' wanna pull up

Pull up on a kid

Get it lit yah, yah

On a kid

Get it lit yah

Prolly gon' wanna pull up

Prolly gon' wanna pull up

Prolly gon' wanna pull up

Pull up

The calling cardinal sign

He text and ask if I’m up and I barely bat my eyes

I read between the lines

Far too awake but not in the mood to be hypnotized

Two side of thoughts when I see him, my mind in Gemini

Lay me down in the pool wash me in the Aquemini

I wish you wear me way you weigh me when I’m bapmitized

You got me caught up in your battle scars and stacks of lies

Your pretty self demise

And I’ma sucker for stories and body warmth at night

And I’m the sap the way I’m warring to being your bride

Nobody know me but you and the wind

So I just let the windows down when it’s you on my skin

Pull up

Pull up on a kid

Get it lit, yah, yah

On a kid

Get it lit, yah

Prolly gon' wanna pull up

Prolly gon' wanna pull up

Prolly gon' wanna pull up

Won’t get a ring unless I dial ya, huh

Wanna grab me by my attire, huh

My trade straight out the desire, huh

Man, man, I thought I had a plan

Somehow I knew, I’d fall victim to your voodoo

You don’t believe in miracles and I don’t believe in coincidence

Mother Earth gave you a hand shaking me to my core

Pulp (Pulp)