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Artist: Phonik
Total songs: 2
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Love Till Death Part 1 Lyrics - Singles - Phonik

(chorus x2) 

 

Holding up my two fingers like peace - treaty 

I'm not leaving can't you hear it? My heart's beating. 

Me - hypoglycemic 

You seeping, sweetie 

Sticking with you 's like the ground sticks to a city. 

 

(Verse 1) 

 

Like their ears focus on me, ink-witty 

like your face holds on to its thing pretty 

Nevermind her she crusty, girl, I ain't dipping 

And fuck 'em if they think that loving you is condescending. 

We past pending, you the queen to my throne 

The mind to my dome 

Ay you the keys to my home, you my homegirl 

My whole world 

My love thorough for you 

My boo, my for-two 

If there's a hole in your heart I'll be the filling 

Tell me what you're feeling 

I will be listening 

Love to the ceiling while your eyes be glistening 

Have my ticker it's a gift, ribbon 

Just don't call me heartless before you check my hands well 

Find me on my knees, heck, I can't stand well 

Injured from your love how could I rebel? 

This ring'll never see a resale 

I'll retell, I'm 

 

(CHORUS) 

 

(Verse 2) 

 

Every moment that goes by I want to see you 

Limping in this life, you're the one I want to lean to 

You're the only I've ever seen my gates do 

no emotional blocking to, you break through 

to my core, now you in, got you tied down. 

Replace your name with 'my heart', pronoun. 

Girl, the shoe fits. 

Heir of two eras. 

You make me stupid, you ain't going nowhere 

 

The only way I'm leave you is a widow 

You the time to my tempo 

the sickness of my flow 

the cure of my sorrows, and 

the gun to my temple, uh 

Believe me, I'm 

 

(CHORUS) 

 

The only way I'm leave you is a widow 

You the time to my tempo 

the sickness of my flow 

the cure of my sorrows, and 

the gun to my temple.