Without U
Starting to
Feel right this time
This time
Gone so long
In my mind
My mind
Falling out
Make it right
Tonight
Call me up
Strip me down
Sometime
Caught up in the way you make me feel
Getting by without you tryna keep it real
Tried to call you up on a broken phone
Crack screen means dear, I'm here alone
Without you, without you, without you
Without you
Is this even real?
Fools gold make a kid kill
Starting to feel
Feels cold making me chill
Gone so long
I'm not a sad guy
There's times
Catching up (So long)
Please my mind
Sometime
Caught up in the way you make me feel
Getting by without you tryna keep it real
Tried to call you up on a broken phone
Crack screen mеans dear, I'm here alonе
Without you, without you, without you
Without you
And I said
Without you, without you, without you
Without you
Is this even real?
Fools gold make a kid kill
Starting to feel
Feels cold making me chill
Is this even real?
Fools gold make a kid kill
Starting to feel
Feels cold making me chill this way
(Is this even real?)
Don't you make me chill, you are a fools good
(Starting to feel)
Don't you make me chill, why you gotta act cold?
Fools gold make a kid kill
Feel right this time
This time
Gone so long
In my mind
My mind
Falling out
Make it right
Tonight
Call me up
Strip me down
Sometime
Caught up in the way you make me feel
Getting by without you tryna keep it real
Tried to call you up on a broken phone
Crack screen means dear, I'm here alone
Without you, without you, without you
Without you
Is this even real?
Fools gold make a kid kill
Starting to feel
Feels cold making me chill
Gone so long
I'm not a sad guy
There's times
Catching up (So long)
Please my mind
Sometime
Caught up in the way you make me feel
Getting by without you tryna keep it real
Tried to call you up on a broken phone
Crack screen mеans dear, I'm here alonе
Without you, without you, without you
Without you
And I said
Without you, without you, without you
Without you
Is this even real?
Fools gold make a kid kill
Starting to feel
Feels cold making me chill
Is this even real?
Fools gold make a kid kill
Starting to feel
Feels cold making me chill this way
(Is this even real?)
Don't you make me chill, you are a fools good
(Starting to feel)
Don't you make me chill, why you gotta act cold?
Fools gold make a kid kill
Credits
Writer(s): Julian Sudek, Leroy Bressington, Otis Pavlovic
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Link
Altri album
- Sofa King (Clean Edit) - Single
- Apple Music Nashville Sessions - Single
- PRATTS & PAIN (It Ain't Over Til It Ends Edition)
- If Our Love Is Dead
- Nack Nostalgia - Single
- Foam (Sam Alfred Remix) - Single
- SiriusXM Session - Single
- PRATTS & PAIN
- Foam
- Murder on the Dancefloor (triple j Like A Version) - Single
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