Melody

Her name's Melody
And her selfish hell is what envelops me in sweltering heat and melts me
But She helps me... though we seldom speak, from what she's telling me
I fell beneath what she had felt for me
But she's calling Matisse, teasing and taunting, a freak
Breathing oxygen, weak, demons haunting my sleep
Believe... that she is all that I need
I can be calm and be free within these songs that I speak, through her

I recommend a 1-night stand
I know we're just friends, but you're my kind of man
Just for tonight

She's a 2-faced bitch who you ain't safe with
Dude you could make mint with the money we've spent
And the time we invested, our lives' peace ends
When we try to keep on clinging to the wife leech, listen
Get this: it isn't my profession
She's more like my obsession I regret I ever let in
But forget it... I'm hopeless floating off in her set list
I'm open to repentance, hoping notes and meds'll mend this
Patience is the game and I'm insanely bent on making hits
I'm telling me to hell with me but Melody's a make or miss
Hey there ain't no shame in this, I'm saying shit in painful licks
Cuz she keeps calling and keeps hanging up, wut
And she keeps stalling and keeps faking stuck, mud
Now I'm p'd off and my beats had enough, fuck
I'm bout to leave up outta here and leave this slut dumped

I'm painting pictures with my lyricism, Melody's my model
I Got my own Mona Lisa smiling in what I wrote
But I know, that she's about to pop another bottle
With another fucking star while I'm walking home in sorrow
This one night stand is a moonwalk away
From a tongue tied man and a true walk of shame
She's my Melody, Melody, I've melted to a shell of me
Hollow as I wallow in this sorrow, music, hell, and peace



Credits
Writer(s): Sauce Is Matisse
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