Already Gone (Acoustic)
Tell me what's the point
Tell me what's the reason
I pray you never change
I hope you never leavin'
But you already gone
I know you've got your reasons
But I'll still check my phone
For another message
I know it's never comin'
You say you need a break and that's a shock to me baby
How we ever supposed to grow if you can't talk to me
Somehow I seen this coming, Demons stalking' me
I can see'em through the smoke, I feel the potency
Through the pain I get a glimpse of what it's supposed to be
I mean it ain't a perfect picture, I think perfects overrated
Speaking of these pictures I been picturin' us faded
You don't really smoke but you would do it on occasion and I like that shit
Heart up on my sleeve as I write this hit
Found out you don't feel the same and it's got me sick
But I ain't trippin
Okay, I'm trippin
Tell me what's the point
Tell me what's the reason
I pray you never change
I hope you never leavin'
But you already gone
I know you've got your reasons
But I'll still check my phone
For another message
I know it's never comin'
Yeah
As I look up in the sky
All these birds flying' by got me losing track of time
Sometimes I wonder why
Why the times never right but the time always right
For this pain and sacrifice
No matter what you do, in the end that's the price, homie
Life is like a circus
We going on tour, same tricks different versions
Here's a message if you hurting'
Pain is temporary but the lord is always working
Tell me what's the reason
I pray you never change
I hope you never leavin'
But you already gone
I know you've got your reasons
But I'll still check my phone
For another message
I know it's never comin'
You say you need a break and that's a shock to me baby
How we ever supposed to grow if you can't talk to me
Somehow I seen this coming, Demons stalking' me
I can see'em through the smoke, I feel the potency
Through the pain I get a glimpse of what it's supposed to be
I mean it ain't a perfect picture, I think perfects overrated
Speaking of these pictures I been picturin' us faded
You don't really smoke but you would do it on occasion and I like that shit
Heart up on my sleeve as I write this hit
Found out you don't feel the same and it's got me sick
But I ain't trippin
Okay, I'm trippin
Tell me what's the point
Tell me what's the reason
I pray you never change
I hope you never leavin'
But you already gone
I know you've got your reasons
But I'll still check my phone
For another message
I know it's never comin'
Yeah
As I look up in the sky
All these birds flying' by got me losing track of time
Sometimes I wonder why
Why the times never right but the time always right
For this pain and sacrifice
No matter what you do, in the end that's the price, homie
Life is like a circus
We going on tour, same tricks different versions
Here's a message if you hurting'
Pain is temporary but the lord is always working
Credits
Writer(s): Torrey Gray
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