Young Bula
She don't speak much, but I still hear her in my dreams
She walks like fog through neon light, hair like silence, voice like night
I followed her past closing time, she looked back once, now she's mine
Her touch was cold but felt like sin, I swear I heard her breathe within
I don't know where the dream begins, but I ain't been the same since then
She wear black perfume and velvet lies, don't say a word, just haunt my eyes
I tried to leave, she closed the door, now I'm just pages in her lore
Eyes like dusk, no reflection shown, whispers names I've never known
I call her love, she calls me lost, but I still pay that kind of cost
I can't wake up when she's around, time moves strange, I don't hear sound
She don't love, she just consumes, but I still beg for black perfume
She pulled me close, but I stayed far, said she'd love me from the dark
I held her once, then lost the light, now I'm dancing in her night
All the clocks have lost their face, since she showed up in my space
If I'm a ghost then let me stay, in her spell I'll fade away
Young Bula, baby
If you see her, don't follow, unless you wanna come back