Purple Pages
Try not to think about it
Seems like it's over when I dream about it
Trying to stay awake I hope my dreams fake
Running through my mind it's like I got this bitch on replay
I feel my emotions bottled up I need a drink, aye
Faded off some lean
Baby girl is what I dream of
All my dreams been nightmares
So what you think that mean girl
I got the darkest thoughts when I think of you
Please get out my mind
I went a purchased this Patek because running out of time
Im writing sad songs to get you off my line
I told the bitch to hang it up and now she say the conversation dry
She stuck on shoulda, coulda, woulda, and she always asking why
I told her baby suck it up cuz I ain't trying to see you cry
I'm a rich a nigga I don't need that
My heartache it bleed
And I'm covering tattoos
While I'm burning memories
See I'm just tryna feed my fam so I'm stacking up my g's
But my mind is stuck on you, so I'm burning up these trees
See I been sipping medication since my heartbreak
I sit down with my pen and drop these lyrics from my heartache
She told me let it out but don't even know where to start
And I tried to give you love but I feel like we at war
Doctor wonder where the pain I say I'm bleeding from the heart
Since you left me I been stitching up this scar
Now I'm certified in surgery
But she was good at burglary
Got damn she stole my heart
Looking back on days when we would say they can't tear us apart
Seems like it's over when I dream about it
Trying to stay awake I hope my dreams fake
Running through my mind it's like I got this bitch on replay
I feel my emotions bottled up I need a drink, aye
Faded off some lean
Baby girl is what I dream of
All my dreams been nightmares
So what you think that mean girl
I got the darkest thoughts when I think of you
Please get out my mind
I went a purchased this Patek because running out of time
Im writing sad songs to get you off my line
I told the bitch to hang it up and now she say the conversation dry
She stuck on shoulda, coulda, woulda, and she always asking why
I told her baby suck it up cuz I ain't trying to see you cry
I'm a rich a nigga I don't need that
My heartache it bleed
And I'm covering tattoos
While I'm burning memories
See I'm just tryna feed my fam so I'm stacking up my g's
But my mind is stuck on you, so I'm burning up these trees
See I been sipping medication since my heartbreak
I sit down with my pen and drop these lyrics from my heartache
She told me let it out but don't even know where to start
And I tried to give you love but I feel like we at war
Doctor wonder where the pain I say I'm bleeding from the heart
Since you left me I been stitching up this scar
Now I'm certified in surgery
But she was good at burglary
Got damn she stole my heart
Looking back on days when we would say they can't tear us apart
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Writer(s): Patrick Cooper
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