Smith

It's almost like
Almost like I gotta say something like that to 'em
Something like that kinda thing that only me and him know
Ayy, rest in peace Dennis Smith, I love you
Good night and goobye
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

You said I'd never make it
You thought that I was vacant, gone
You that I was empty
So I left you angry, gone

But here, in my head, I resurrect the dead
And you're there, in my head, as I'm lying in my bed
They'll always be a room in my house for you
They'll always be a room in my house for you
They'll always be a room in my house, in my house for you
A room in my house, in my house

I never thought I'd miss you
Now I got all of these issues, since you're gone
You left without a warning
I was all alone that morning, you were gone

But here, in my head, I resurrect the dead
And you're there, in my head, as I'm lying in my bed
They'll always be a room in my house for you
They'll always be a room in my house for you
They'll always be a room in my house, in my house for you
A room in my house, in my house

I feel so numb from the neck up
I know my head needs a check-up
Your love left me so fucked up
You left me so fucked up
Yeah, yeah
I feel so numb from the neck up
I know my head needs a check-up
Your love left me so fucked up
You left me so fucked up, you left

But here, in my head, I resurrect the dead
And you're there, in my head, as I'm lying in my bed
They'll always be a room in my house for you
They'll always be a room in my house for you
They'll always be a room in my house, in my house for you
A room in my house, in my house
They'll always be a room in my house for you
They'll always be a room in my house for you
They'll always be a room in my house, in my house for you



Credits
Writer(s): John Feldmann, Derek Smith
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