Lost (In Your Ocean)

I gotta see tonight
If you could spend the night
Baby you know just what I'd do for you
I'm lost in your ocean
I'm looking for something I can get a hold of
Hold of
Hold of
Ya

And I'm choking on the smoke
All my friends are broke
All my clothes are gross
I can barely cope
She's got diamonds on her wrist
I guess ignorance is bliss
You cant help me out this mess
Oh no

And I'm losing my grip
And I'm losing my grip

Stash in the back
I don't really sleep
We be rolling up sacs
Rolling up sleeves
Getting to work
Down and dirty
Haters talk ish
But that ain't hurting me
That don't worry me
Talking trash; that's heresy
You know I'm barely
Even trying

I gotta see tonight
If you could spend the night
Baby you know just what Id do for you
I'm lost in your ocean
I'm looking for something I can get a hold of
Hold of
Hold of
Ya

And I'm choking on the smoke
All my friends are broke
All my clothes are gross
I can barely cope
She's got diamonds on her wrist
I guess ignorance is bliss
You cant help me out this mess
Oh no

And I'm losing my grip
And I'm losing my grip



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Paulson
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