Next Week

I met a girl been in love with who I used To be
She never pushing a button Its got me Losing sleep
When I was sitting at the bottom
She got me
A photograph finish I ain't never need no Copy
I ain't stop it
I pick it apart
Looking at my process
A lottery
Did it for art
She be like a goddess
You never remember the pain
We should let it digest
She
5'7"
But she standing like a bypass
I might smash
Might pass it
I might grab it
I'm side stepping
Unbox her like a present
I'm restless
Maybe we could take it to the park and Smoke a j and sip the Bombay
Waiting in the dark
And eat a mushroom cap
I'm relaxed
Looking at the wavechanging
Shoot just like a starter cap
Off in the sky
The vibe
We reach
The space and the time
I need that line
That match
That look in your eyes
I ain't lying
I just need to lie with you
Dine with you
Hide the truth
You got a man
What you trying to do
I could do
So much better
Than any motherfucker
Offer the sweater
In mid December
Could never pretend
I need you
Dependent
I ain't leave you
Everything'll fall
Imma cut the corners and piece you
Dont ask me what the fucking piece do
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The lights are flashing
As time passing
I'm well aware
That anything I want
Could be gone tomorrow
Don't compare
You
To me
I am everything you need
When the sun is coming up
We headed back to the sheets
There's no
Sleep
Tonight we live the dream
And do it all over again
Next week



Credits
Writer(s): Saman Montazeri
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