Lyric The Post

Eyed it, dried it, untied it
Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it
Taste it, traced it, erased it

He s my post to lean on
And I just cut him down
So I m out to land on somethin
Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground

Eyed it, dried it, untied it
Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it
Taste it, trace it, erased it

He s my post to lean on
And I just cut him down
So I m out to land on somethin
Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground

He s my post to lean on
And I just cut him down
So I m out to land on somethin
Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground