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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marc-David Amisial
Marc-David Amisial
Songwriter
Ewelina Jozwiak
Ewelina Jozwiak
Songwriter
Dylan R Ochsner
Dylan R Ochsner
Songwriter
Dylan Ray
Dylan Ray
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DILLYGOTITBUMPING
DILLYGOTITBUMPING
Producer
Zeffir
Zeffir
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Thinking of taking a trip to Vegas find me in my basement Flipping through to the photo book I'm finding missing pages Missing pages of the moments that we took vacations We was hotter than the sauna, we had cuba flaming Post traumatic stress, i know you need some closure You truly sent me death threats even when you sober I guess my sketchy ways had you see the clear picture And now it's over, my luck ran out like a three leaf clover What am i supposed to do without you holding me up Considering the fact that me and you won't level up It was the beauty in her smile that seemed bezzled up I fucked it up that moment that i lost that trust I ain't perfect, so i fucking get it And everything you accused me of i mean i did it I had regret in my heart i wish i could forget it If there's a chance of you coming back you know I'm with it Too many arguments, therefore we had to end it Life could be so short but we take it for granted I'm not really myself, i left you stranded Seems like i don't do nothing right like I'm left handed This ain't a fairytale could never kiss and tell What we had was special i know that very well A real true connection is something that we had The chemistry was for more potent than a science lab Been a while and problems are hard to reconcile Let alone all the efforts put in to put the records down Guess the road i chose got us be walking separate now Saw you ignoring me, when we were both in town Texting me, hate how you say I'm acting different Why talking about our past as i could fix it Surprisingly sitting here, reminiscing Not to mention our friendship broke in a matter of seconds Didn't come to your birthday and started faking it Made up a stupid excuse about i couldn't make it When you hit patches like these they say just let it ride Most people in this situation petty guarding they pride Sometimes you gotta walk away and see the next day Thinking they can skip over the slow parts like the segue I might be on the run, these demons chasing me And they might get me too depression breaking me When you come back around So much shit i gotta work around I don't wanna feel i let you down You don't deserve the things you think i done Do you miss how i gave you the wet Run my waves on top of the bed Had us sliding downtown in a benz We say forever and again yeah Baby you a ten You a lover and a friend yeah Got this pussy in a trance yeah Lemme hit it once again Ouhhh Ouhhhhhh Ouhhh
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