(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.
Artist: The Fleshtones
Artist: Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Artist: Heroes & Zeros