Missing You (Single Version)

[Verse: Logan Hughes]
Mosquito bite intoxication
Parking breach to ex-communication
Ginger Ale like Decomposition
Organ detoxification

[Chorus: Microwave Cucumber]
Do you think I’m into missing you?
Do you think I’m into missing you?
Do you think I’m into missing you?
Do you think I’m into missing you?

[Verse 2: Logan Hughes]
Samsung near poetry
Everything causing me to need me
Radioactive roaches on the pleasures
Superman’s showcase of hair plucking feathers

[Chorus: Microwave Cucumber]
Do you think I’m into missing you?
Do you think I’m into missing you?
Do you think I’m into missing you?
Do you think I’m into missing you?

[Chorus: Microwave Cucumber]
Do you think I’m into missing you?
Do you think I’m into missing you?
Do you think I’m into missing you?
Do you think I’m into missing you?

[Chorus: Microwave Cucumber]
Do you think I’m into missing you? (No!)
Do you think I’m into missing you? (Yes!)
Do you think I’m into missing you? (No!)
Do you think I’m into missing you? (Yes!)

[Chorus: Microwave Cucumber]
Do you think I’m into missing you?
Do you think I’m into missing you?
Do you think I’m into missing you?
Do you think I’m into missing you?

[Bridge: Logan Hughes]
Don’t leave it so far
Don’t leave it so far
Things seem desperate
Don’t leave it so far
Don’t leave it so far
Don’t leave it so far
Thi-

[Chorus: Microwave Cucumber]
-ngs seem desperate. (Don’t leave it so far) (Do you think I’m into missing you?)
Don’t leave it so far. (Do you think I’m into missing you?)
Don’t leave it so far. (Things seem desperate) (Do you think I’m into missing you?)
Don’t leave it so far. (Do you think I’m into missing you?)

[Verse: Logan Hughes, Microwave Cucumber]
What if Freddy Mercury Liked (Missing you)
Grammatical Play? (Missing you)
Things would be crazy. (Missing you)
Despite it, he was amazing

[Bridge]
(Instrumental)

[Interlude: Microwave Cucumber]
Into missing you
Into missing you
Into missing you
I’m into missing you

(Instrumental)

[Outro: Logan Hughes]
Daylight, night time
Spend time without eyes
Wind down Abbey Road
The dark-grey eyes of a saddened toad
From here, to there, everywhere
Look at me, like you do that drug
JFK, knew where the bullet would go
Who knew missing you would make me slow?