Fantasies, fantasies, I be feeding on,
Look over my shoulders, the same one I'm leaning on,
One my own, nothing in my cup, it's dry as fuck,
Eyes wet and red, at the same time, high as fuck.
Tripped and fell, wounds deep, I'm applying love,
Watch out for myself, see my time is up,
I clock out early if I'm fucking tired of work,
Had enough, cuz the patience I don't got a lot,
And I'm stressing bout a lot of thoughts,
I go back and forth, in the stu with myself when I'm all alone,
And she say I don't understand,
When I never had a chance, to go make a plan,
When I never had a chance to just hold hands,
I don't know what the fuck we call romance,
With a calm on my face like an old man,
Try too hard, raise the bar with my both hands,
Push limits, offensive like rude lyrics,
I'm equipped like a tool kit is,
Only step up to me if the shoe fitting,
Take a walk, we gonna see we ain't too different.
So come along, we gonn ride til the end of it,
If we don't, just know what it wasn't meant to be.
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Prod. By Made in m x smuv
Artworks by Shreya Roy Chowdury ()