POPPYFIELD
I want you
I need that
No voicemail
Call me back
I got nothing to do
But do nothing with you
I want you
I need that
No voicemail
Call me back
I got nothing to do
But do nothing with you
You're not so far
So far away
You're not so far
So far away
I don't work
Things just fall
Into place
No mistakes
I got nothing to do
But do nothing with you
I don't work
Things just fall
Into place
No mistakes
I got nothing to do
But do nothing with you
You're not so far
So far away
You're not so far
So far away
I'm bored as fuck and lucky
I'm glad you don't judge me
We can just chill and do nothing
Eat till we feel disgusting
not one rushing but minorly urgent
That's why I'm hitting your phone and not some minor league person
It's worth it
Now we could end up talking till the dew comes
Laugh at the same old jokes fuck round and make some new ones
I'm about to go livid
Don't think I'm too codependent
I feel like a cold appendage
I'm thinking less than tremendous
I'm
Asking for a minute of ya time Is it mine
I don't really need it online not a crime
Are you really asking does he need it man
Cause I'm just sitting spinning in my head like a ceiling fan
Asking for a minute of ya time Is it mine
I don't really need it online not a crime
Are you really asking does he need it man
Cause I'm just sitting spinning in my head like a ceiling fan
You're not so far
So far away
You're not so far
So far away
You're not so far
So far away
You're not so far
So far away
I need that
No voicemail
Call me back
I got nothing to do
But do nothing with you
I want you
I need that
No voicemail
Call me back
I got nothing to do
But do nothing with you
You're not so far
So far away
You're not so far
So far away
I don't work
Things just fall
Into place
No mistakes
I got nothing to do
But do nothing with you
I don't work
Things just fall
Into place
No mistakes
I got nothing to do
But do nothing with you
You're not so far
So far away
You're not so far
So far away
I'm bored as fuck and lucky
I'm glad you don't judge me
We can just chill and do nothing
Eat till we feel disgusting
not one rushing but minorly urgent
That's why I'm hitting your phone and not some minor league person
It's worth it
Now we could end up talking till the dew comes
Laugh at the same old jokes fuck round and make some new ones
I'm about to go livid
Don't think I'm too codependent
I feel like a cold appendage
I'm thinking less than tremendous
I'm
Asking for a minute of ya time Is it mine
I don't really need it online not a crime
Are you really asking does he need it man
Cause I'm just sitting spinning in my head like a ceiling fan
Asking for a minute of ya time Is it mine
I don't really need it online not a crime
Are you really asking does he need it man
Cause I'm just sitting spinning in my head like a ceiling fan
You're not so far
So far away
You're not so far
So far away
You're not so far
So far away
You're not so far
So far away
Credits
Writer(s): Keegan Perkins
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