Tripping All Over You

I got a yarn bombed tree
A seven mile naked run to go

She's been waiting at the other end
Tired, dying to go home

I got my clocks laid out, a one hour back
But me, i need some saving too

Things are getting high
I got another man's foot in my shoe

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

All over you

I got a mailbox full of pills
That i will never ever need

I got a key chain,a sling shot
And some friends to be happy with

She paints my bed with her pencil
Dipped in a sweet warm ink

We are getting high
Our sorrows, now all drained in a sink

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

All over you

I got a stubble made out of trimmers
I learnt that point some don't do none

I got wax dripping from my candle
Its better than what i crumble

She's got me saying the sweetest things
No, i never the know the reasons why

I gotta get my friend outta the bars
For some that i really did

Its a purple moonshine here
Its a raving pollution there

All in all
I've got to say
We can make it here
It's not so bad

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

All over you

Tripping All Over You
Tripping All Over You
Tripping All Over You
Tripping All Over You

You
You
You
Yeah You