V
You felt me first for a minute
We met at church, you would always lurk, and you'd never flirt and timid
Were an extrovert, still get turnt
I would low-key hit so to hit
Late nights, no sleep, androids lit
Get you wet, next night, same shit
Just for a minute, you were my main chick
If you hear this, just listen real quick
Need your ears all in attent
Apologies, please pardon the vent
I mean, look far we've went
All honesty my love's been left
Hitting you sudden with this leaves dents
Hitting you a sudden with this leaves... dents
Fuck... I'm sorry
You don't know that this is hard for me
Hurting you just leaves a scar in me
I don't feel you in my arteries
I don't feel that you're apart of me
I know this new shit is startling, I don't love you, no, I don't love you
After all the shit that I've been through
I don't feel that I am the one to
Faking love feels like a struggle at a point of pain throbbing in muscles, so I
Put an end to avoid the trouble, don't wanna build up to have to end in rubbles
I ain't rain pouring to leave your heart a puddle, and I understand we never got to cuddle
Yeah, I got the Kik
What about the number
I haven't made a call not ever once this summer
V
We met at church, you would always lurk, and you'd never flirt and timid
Were an extrovert, still get turnt
I would low-key hit so to hit
Late nights, no sleep, androids lit
Get you wet, next night, same shit
Just for a minute, you were my main chick
If you hear this, just listen real quick
Need your ears all in attent
Apologies, please pardon the vent
I mean, look far we've went
All honesty my love's been left
Hitting you sudden with this leaves dents
Hitting you a sudden with this leaves... dents
Fuck... I'm sorry
You don't know that this is hard for me
Hurting you just leaves a scar in me
I don't feel you in my arteries
I don't feel that you're apart of me
I know this new shit is startling, I don't love you, no, I don't love you
After all the shit that I've been through
I don't feel that I am the one to
Faking love feels like a struggle at a point of pain throbbing in muscles, so I
Put an end to avoid the trouble, don't wanna build up to have to end in rubbles
I ain't rain pouring to leave your heart a puddle, and I understand we never got to cuddle
Yeah, I got the Kik
What about the number
I haven't made a call not ever once this summer
V
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