Fakery
To lessen your grip
Sand slipping through your fingertips
You were dangerous to me
Darker days and warmer sheets
This velvet well is dry
Now I try to find
A way to fill the void
Breath you let inside
Sweetest silk smell of her skin
Keeps him guessing if she's given in
It was my choice to let it go
But I miss the warmth of your soul
Another bottle tryna find the foothold
Damn it, where'd the time go
And it's harder than it looks to be
Inside straight up fakery
Another bottle tryna find the foothold
Damn it, where'd the time go
Love's just got the sweets of me
A color you don't need to be
Groundwork I do
From ash I grew
Strange fog come through
Our minds in the dark
This is truly infatuatin'
Why you got me so cruely waiting
Honey I don't do persuading
Could've been our golden age
Another bottle tryna find the foothold
Damn it, where'd the time go
And it's harder than it looks to be
Inside straight up fakery
Another bottle tryna find the foothold
Damn it, where'd the time go
Love's just got the sweets of me
A color you don't need to be
Another bottle tryna find the foothold
Damn it, where'd the time go
And it's harder than it looks to be
Inside straight up fakery
Another bottle tryna find the foothold
Damn it, where'd the time go
Love's just got the sweets of me
A color you don't need to be
Sand slipping through your fingertips
You were dangerous to me
Darker days and warmer sheets
This velvet well is dry
Now I try to find
A way to fill the void
Breath you let inside
Sweetest silk smell of her skin
Keeps him guessing if she's given in
It was my choice to let it go
But I miss the warmth of your soul
Another bottle tryna find the foothold
Damn it, where'd the time go
And it's harder than it looks to be
Inside straight up fakery
Another bottle tryna find the foothold
Damn it, where'd the time go
Love's just got the sweets of me
A color you don't need to be
Groundwork I do
From ash I grew
Strange fog come through
Our minds in the dark
This is truly infatuatin'
Why you got me so cruely waiting
Honey I don't do persuading
Could've been our golden age
Another bottle tryna find the foothold
Damn it, where'd the time go
And it's harder than it looks to be
Inside straight up fakery
Another bottle tryna find the foothold
Damn it, where'd the time go
Love's just got the sweets of me
A color you don't need to be
Another bottle tryna find the foothold
Damn it, where'd the time go
And it's harder than it looks to be
Inside straight up fakery
Another bottle tryna find the foothold
Damn it, where'd the time go
Love's just got the sweets of me
A color you don't need to be
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Writer(s): Jacob Allen, Luke Bower
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