Andrew Huang Lemons song lyrics

i'm lemon bitter

a venom spitter

a rose stem in winter

you grow but you can't get a grade to demonstrate the seventh faith

and inseminate your better days with lemonade

when life gives you limes and lemmings

it's a citrus twist i spend my time condemning with a witless fist

but check:

my fitness splits pits switched in slickness

with a bit of blood mixed in so i could bridge this canyon with a quickness

damned if i don't hit this

andrew's in a witness box factory

enacting these rhapsodies adapted freely from a magic breed of god

still coasting, wheat-paste postering for most things that preach against wasted paper

an actual notch above a stapler

but unless a landfill turns into a vapor before a landslide

i'm gonna face it later

i'm lemon fresh

my denim pressed

and top made of expensive mesh

to rock steady at my pensive best

and if my envy's less green than the environment

then team, let's wear it

i'm running out of things to cherish

and daren't say that i'm this transparent

when life gives us lemons we make tiny batteries