Made of clay. Shoot me down. I'll ricochet to the ground. Words of paint. Draw me out. And fill me in with your mouth. And hold your tongue. And I know it's over before it's begun.
I should ink my skin. With your name. And take my passport out again. And just replace it. . See I could do without a tan on my left hand. Where my fourth finger meets my knuckle.
I found your hair band on my bedroom floor. The only evidence that you've been here before. And I don't get waves of missing you anymore. They're more like tsunami tides in my eyes.
Waking up. Midnight November. And you're still in my bed. It's kinda rough. Cause since I met ya. There's things we've never said. . So if I go. For a little while longer.
1738. . I'm like, "Hey, what up? Hello.". Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door. I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll. Married to the money, introduced her to my stove.
This is the start of something beautiful. This is the start of something new. You are the one that will make me lose it all. You are the start of something new.
When your legs don't work like they used to before. And I can't sweep you off of your feet. Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love?. Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks?.
I keep my hopes and dreams inside of you amongst the other things. My mother seems to never see the bruises that I'm covering,. . Never been known as my government name,.
When your legs don't work like they used to before. And I can't sweep you off of your feet. Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love?. Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks?.
Now I don't wanna hate you. Just wish you'd never gone for the man. And waited two weeks at least. Before you let him take you. I stayed true. I kind of knew you liked the dude from private school.
You look so wonderful in your dress. I love your hair like that. The way it falls on the side of your neck. Down your shoulders and back. . We are surrounded by all of these lies.
You look so wonderful in your dress. I love your hair like that. The way it falls on the side of your neck. Down your shoulders and back. We are surrounded by all of these lies and people that talk too much.
This city never sleeps. I hear the people walk by when it's late. Sirens bleed through my windowsill. I can't close my eyes. Don't control what I'm into.
I'm not a rapper I'm a singer with a flow. I've got a habit for spitting quicker lyrics you know. You'll find me ripping the written out of the pages they sit in.
I'm not a rapper I'm a singer with a flow. I've got a habit for spitting quicker lyrics you know. You'll find me ripping the written out of the pages they sit in.
You're not her. Though I try to see you differently. I towed the line, you see. I'm searching for what used to be mine, oh. And I saw your eyes. And I saw Alice staring back at me.
I woke up early looking out my window. At the Amsterdam sky. Oh baby I was high last night. Cafe clouds and red lights. When I gotcha in mind. You slowed down time.
You look so wonderful in your dress. I love your hair like that. The way it falls on the side of your neck. Down your shoulders and back. We are surrounded by all of these lies and people that talk too much.
She's reinventing loving me. When we're resembling cutlery on the sofa. It must have been about 5.01. Like my blue ripped jeans. . And my eyes are closed.
You're just a small bump unborn. In four months you're brought to life. Might be left with my hair. But you'll have your mother's eyes. . I'll hold your body in my hands.