Lost Art of Conversation (feat. Nina Las Vegas)

And I live for that plan

But it's not me

And you know that it's changed

I like talking to you more (I wanna talk to you more)

And I live for that plan

But it's not me (Talk to you more)

And you know that it's changed

I like talking to you more

4AM, off with the fairies

Your carriage is a pumpkin

Tryna find a cab or your wallet or some words

You just wanna say somethin', say somethin' to try and clear the air

Like "we ain't fucking tonight", or some dumb shit

But we agree to break our rules

No one stops us so we run with it

Run with it until you're out of breath

And you're struggling to talk but there's no words left

And I'm watchin' your chest as it rises and it falls as you're sleepin' in your bed

And I lie there waitin' for sunrise so I can creep quiet out your door

You wake up alone and hear me on the phone

Out the front with the girl I wanna speak to more

I wanna talk to you more

I wanna talk to you more

I wanna talk to you more

Hey, ay, what are you doing?

Yeah, I'm just getting up as well

Hello? What's going on? Alright, I'll come by in like 15, 20

All right, bye, b-b-bye bye bye bye