Waistline

This life gets, so damn confusing
And I be moving and moving
No time for chilling and cruising I be

Klonnys to deal with the pain now
Wish it wasn't the case now
But these demons I face now got me

Feeling more human than ever
And never in these endeavors
Why does it feel like forever, why does it?

And the times we want to last
They come and go and they pass
They come and going too fast, they be

Just spinning my hamster wheel
And running my track and field
Swim in circles like my name Malcolm James

Only time I can slow down the time
When your lips pressed on mine, and when

When my hands on your waistline
When my hands on your waistline

Where the hell you been?
Seldom do I ever feel this way
When I got my hands up on your waist
I don't think that there's another place
You and I we meet in inner space
Outdated paradigm replaced
This here doesn't feel like an escape
Was wondering if maybe I can stay
Disconnected worried about the kinks
Is not I think I ever have to think
Used to have to balance on the brink
Heart and mind were never in a sync
This situation's synchronistic though
No definitions undefinable
Undertake the over personal
Until our cup begins to overflow

When my hands on your waistline
When my hands on your waistline

Hands on your waistline
Crossing the stateline
I'm crossing your baseline, open

Get off my damn facetime
I'm tired of facetime
Need that face to face time I need

I'm, split-life living
And yeah I made the decision
And yeah sometimes I resist it I do

You're my break from reality
It's what you are to me
I sit back and I day dream about when

When my hands on your waistline
When my hands on your waistline



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Writer(s): Anthony Hernandez
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