Smdr - Piscean Lyrics

I wanna go to paradise
As far as I know, that's anywhere you're next to me
I don't need no things, I don't need no diamond rings
(Miss me with that materialism) We gon' blow some reefer
And sit by this apple tree
We should both leave the city, get busy on a private jet plane
F*ck around and have some babies
Bring em somewhere they won't feel no pain
I won't give up on the dreams we share
We gon' make a great escape
Our friends gon' wonder where we went
But we won't tell them
I wanna go to paradise
As far as I know, that's anywhere you're next to me
Two birds on a window, Sunday morning
Big room