Dear Skorpio Magazine - Neon Indian

Every time I see her her

Walking down the street

Walking down the street

I'm wondering who she's going to meet

Often from a distance

Always so discreet

Keeping prowlers pace

Through the dirty sneaker squeak

But lemme tell ya

I feel a certain way

I feel a certain way

And if she ever

If she ever came this way

If she ever came this way

Every time I see her

My heart beats on display

My heart beats on display

And the graffiti melts away

The fluorescent hour

Never gave a wink of sleep

For the one who's huffing vapors

From a love they'll never keep

But lemme tell ya

I feel a certain way

I feel a certain way

But wait a second

Her she comes this way

Her she comes this way

Dear Scorpio magazine

We made eyes

We made eyes

Dear Scorpio magazine

Let me paint you a scene

We made eyes

Dear Scorpio magazine

We made eyes

We made eyes

Dear Scorpio magazine

Let me paint you a scene

We made eyes

Dear Scorpio magazine

Dear Scorpio magazine

Dear Scorpio magazine

Dear Scorpio magazine