Kinda scared to open up my cottonmouth
I'd rather get some Carryout
And travel so we have something to talk about
I'm kinda scared to open up and hollow out
I'm scared that if I do this
I may end up good and have nothing to write about
Cottonmouth lover please
Won't you dive deep inside me
Hold your breath and don't you breathe
There's buried gold beneath the sea
But ouuuu ouuu ouuu
It's the broken beach
But ouuu ouuu ouuu ride the waves with me
I'm kinda scared we'll end up old
And end up like our mom and dads
And have regrets about the past
That we can't switch so now we're mad
I'm kinda scared we'll get better
Hit the coast with better weather
Open up my eyes and see the sun
But there's a death letter
Cottonmouth lover please
Won't you dive deep inside me
Hold your breath and don't you breathe
There's buried gold beneath the sea
But ouuuu ouuu ouuu
It's the broken beach
But uuuu ouuu ouuu ride the waves with me