Event Horizon
Feeling like I need a moment
Feeling that I know you're gone
Feeling like I'm on to something
Feeling that I know you're moving on
I just need to know it
You think I'm being stoic
I'm in shock and losing it
You're on top of who again?
You know
You're beautiful
From your cuticles
Your chubby cheeks
Like you're 2 years old
But that shit isn't mutual
Cause I don't mean much to you, no
To think of all the things
People telling me
Forget that
Imma try to go and get my bitch back
I probably gotta go and kick a kid ass
And you're gonna tell me where he live at
I fell inside
A whole you left wide open
You lied to me
And I close both eyes
Cause I know that I'm
Diving inside the
Event horizon
It's in your eyes and
Why would you leave a whole in me that can't be filled?
Awry
Awry
Awry
Event horizon
Awry
Awry
Awry
Yeah
I mean, say something
I can't lie to you
You looking pretty bad right now
And it's like I went from trying not to love you
To trying not to judge you
I never did poetry
But I know calorically, I'm more seasoned
You found a nigga at four seasons
Then changed like, four seasons
There was a time, when I was glad you were born breathing
But, as of late, I have to say
I think I'm grieving it
I don't know who made you
With what ingredients
But you ain't no Powerpuff
I mean, your taste and texture
Sour, rough
And this goes out to anyone who doubted us
You were absolutely right
I mean that ass and booty nice
But does it actually suit the price?
Feeling that I know you're gone
Feeling like I'm on to something
Feeling that I know you're moving on
I just need to know it
You think I'm being stoic
I'm in shock and losing it
You're on top of who again?
You know
You're beautiful
From your cuticles
Your chubby cheeks
Like you're 2 years old
But that shit isn't mutual
Cause I don't mean much to you, no
To think of all the things
People telling me
Forget that
Imma try to go and get my bitch back
I probably gotta go and kick a kid ass
And you're gonna tell me where he live at
I fell inside
A whole you left wide open
You lied to me
And I close both eyes
Cause I know that I'm
Diving inside the
Event horizon
It's in your eyes and
Why would you leave a whole in me that can't be filled?
Awry
Awry
Awry
Event horizon
Awry
Awry
Awry
Yeah
I mean, say something
I can't lie to you
You looking pretty bad right now
And it's like I went from trying not to love you
To trying not to judge you
I never did poetry
But I know calorically, I'm more seasoned
You found a nigga at four seasons
Then changed like, four seasons
There was a time, when I was glad you were born breathing
But, as of late, I have to say
I think I'm grieving it
I don't know who made you
With what ingredients
But you ain't no Powerpuff
I mean, your taste and texture
Sour, rough
And this goes out to anyone who doubted us
You were absolutely right
I mean that ass and booty nice
But does it actually suit the price?
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Herrera
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