New Tide by Gurley

She loves to come and go
Like the rising tides
Soon I'll be engulfed
Nothing left in sight
I feel my baby coming
Wrapping me up tight
I love to do what she loves
'Cause that's enough

Little baby washed up
Crushed by my design
Was this your desire
Or something deep inside

She loves all the things that I love
Everything's just fine
There's nothing that I can do 'bout her
Fading light
I feel my baby oozing
Dripping down her thigh
I love to do what she loves
Dripping down my knife

Dripping down my knife
Everything's just fine

Little baby washed up
Crushed by my design
Was this your desire
Or something deep inside
Little baby washed up
Crushed by my design
Was this your desire
Or something deep inside

• Alternative
• Electronica
• Experimental
• Pop
• R&B
• The Faces of the Higher Ganglia
• indie
• Los Angeles