Texty

Below, below, below, below, below, below Below, below, below, below, below, below Below, below, below, below, below, below Below, below, below, below, below, below Guess it's safe to say that I'm spiraling I look to ray's for love Hate that I don't mean the sun, but I'm free Post for milk, take what I can from my screen Could you be a constant break from me? I'm not good at losing, even in jest Fish bowling round, couldn't tell you what's next Not one of grace and I'll say it with my chest Don't deal well with now, I'll indulge in what you've left Tiptoe round pain and I'll push myself to check In all of my demons, somebody's still there Not your burden to bear, I'll just pacify the rest Before the worms get your body Don't take it for granted So caught up on the fruit that you missed All that happened Before the worms get your body Don't take it for granted So caught up on the fruit that you missed All that happened Left side seat Riding on what could be Set yourself up to keep looking back It's a worn out tee Yes, we've all done the deed Clutching reins of something we swore we had I'm not good at losing, even in jest Fish bowling round, couldn't tell you what's next Not one of grace and I'll say it with my chest Don't deal well with now, I'll indulge in what you've left Tiptoe round pain and I'll push myself to check In all of my demons, somebody's still there Not your burden to bear, I'll just pacify the rest Before the worms get your body Don't take it for granted So caught up on the fruit that you missed All that happened Before the worms get your body Don't take it for granted So caught up on the fruit that you missed All that happened
Writer(s): Tora Lambie, Joseph Carson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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