The 2nd track from Swum Baby, and lyrical source of the EP’s title. Starting with the sounds of a lo-fi hip hop beat and soft guitar, Puma Blue sinks into his most confessional song to date. Describing themes of loneliness and a relationship that he tries to desperately save from being tainted by hi...
Pick up the fuckin' phone
I need a warmth of your tone
Got my first 20 (straights) just to smoke it up alone
This is isolation
This is demon bliss
Could I reach for her kiss?
Could I reach for her kiss?
If I’m swum, baby, it’s not your fault
I always sunk, I always sunk
You ain’t used to a boy who bleeds to the moon
It ain’t your fault (it ain't your fault)
I’d sink in salt (baby)
Scarlet fingers I could move through you
But to drown you to disgrace fumes
This is isolation
This is demon bliss
Could I reach for her kiss?
Could I reach for her kiss?
Rhetoric verses I could spill
Only to find myself to limbo wish (only to drown myself to limbo wish)
This is whisky
This is ocean bed
Baby, let it take me instead
Let it take me instead