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Everything about this track is incredible.

The ride.

The ride.

Maya Jane Coles.

Maya Jane Coles.

Lane 1.

Lane 1.

Tea time.

Tea time.

You tell me that you love me but you’re fucking with my mind,
Why you playin’ me like that?
You tell me that you’re happy but you’re cryin’ all the time,
Why you playin’ me like that?

You tell me that you love me but you’re fucking with my mind,
Why you playin’ me like that?
You tell me that you’re happy but you’re cryin’ all the time,
Why you playin’ me like that?

Playin those game with me… baby.
Games with me… baby.

There’s no love in the world is what you say,
Your calculatin’ ways are infinitely twisted; I can see in the cold light of day.
It’s just a masquarde, why you keep playin’ those games with me… baby.
Playin those games with me…

You say that time is on your side,
But time is an illusion when you open up your eyes and you see what’s in the light.
I’m watching your delusions, there ain’t no use in playing games with me… baby.

Games with me… baby. Baby.

Lounging.

Lounging.

Good morning San Francisco.

Good morning San Francisco.

Clear skies.

Clear skies.

Levitate.

Cup of chamomile.

Cup of chamomile.

Damn, it’s gorgeous.

Damn, it’s gorgeous.