Me V. You
Watching you watch the moonlight
In the daytime
Speaking through the smoke and
Your cadence is clipped and
You're speaking as if you were filmed on tv
With stoney pebble eyes
Thats my kind of reality
Being wasted
I don't gotta be somebody else when I'm with you
It's true, I've got the confidence to kill so just hold tight
But then you act like I'm the one
I'm down to ride
I'm down to ride with the borderlines
We can nestle in the swelter, it all works out in my mind
Just hold tight
Gliding through the ashes in your leopard print fame
In my dreams I keep it simple
We ain't gotta have the same last name
Mulder my Scully that's for free
I'll Mulder your Scully in my dreams
Battin' Sosa to sober me
Lord you've got a hold on me
Mulder my Scully that's for free
I'll mulder your Scully in my dreams
Yonce Hova 4:23
You've got a hold on me
Tell me what you like
Bingeing in the night time
You can fake it for a like
Or keep it real around a white line
You're flexing on exes
But you're all slow mo in the middle
What's a cowboy to Texas
Whats a banjo to a fiddle
I'm waiting for a reason
To spurn you in my arms, where I want you to be
Where the pavement meets the sea
I'm open unaware
A nation to invade, the validation parade
We'll do it right by Johnny Cade
I'm down to ride
I'm down to ride with the borderlines
You can call me a keeper
I'll meet you on the other side
In the daytime
Speaking through the smoke and
Your cadence is clipped and
You're speaking as if you were filmed on tv
With stoney pebble eyes
Thats my kind of reality
Being wasted
I don't gotta be somebody else when I'm with you
It's true, I've got the confidence to kill so just hold tight
But then you act like I'm the one
I'm down to ride
I'm down to ride with the borderlines
We can nestle in the swelter, it all works out in my mind
Just hold tight
Gliding through the ashes in your leopard print fame
In my dreams I keep it simple
We ain't gotta have the same last name
Mulder my Scully that's for free
I'll Mulder your Scully in my dreams
Battin' Sosa to sober me
Lord you've got a hold on me
Mulder my Scully that's for free
I'll mulder your Scully in my dreams
Yonce Hova 4:23
You've got a hold on me
Tell me what you like
Bingeing in the night time
You can fake it for a like
Or keep it real around a white line
You're flexing on exes
But you're all slow mo in the middle
What's a cowboy to Texas
Whats a banjo to a fiddle
I'm waiting for a reason
To spurn you in my arms, where I want you to be
Where the pavement meets the sea
I'm open unaware
A nation to invade, the validation parade
We'll do it right by Johnny Cade
I'm down to ride
I'm down to ride with the borderlines
You can call me a keeper
I'll meet you on the other side
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Writer(s): Oliver Pierce
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