CONTROL OF THE SUBJECT
I've got these skeletons in my closet packed
Big boxes, riddled to the brim with the past
I don't wanna, I don't wanna go back
Even though you know that
I would die for your loving
I would climb to the summit
Take a life if it's something
That you need but you dubbing
When I cry know you love it
When you lie, no discussing
On my mind, keep it tucked in
You don't like a discussion
Say to stop with fussing
Say it's me that's been bugging
But it's you that's been running
been trying with trusting
But it feel like a dungeon
Cause you reel when I'm tugging
It's not me that you loving
It's control of the subject
I been tryna, tryna understand you
But you lying, and lying and I want the damn truth
Keep on hiding, confiding, the men that you ran through
Guess telling truths is an action that you just can't do
So I keep my mind on my money,
My bag in my hand,
Imma go up to the sky
Like my name Peter Pan
Imma be flying so high
That I'm never gon land
But it's still 11:11
Wish I was your man
I would die for your loving
I would climb to the summit
Take a life if it's something
That you need but you dubbing
When I cry know you love it
When you lie, no discussing
On my mind, keep it tucked in
You don't like a discussion
Say to stop with fussing
Say it's me that's been bugging
But it's you that's been running
been trying with trusting
But it feel like a dungeon
Cause you reel when I'm tugging
It's not me that you loving
It's control of the subject
Same shit 'nother day
And I'm so over it
All these petty little games you play
I was drunk on love but this shit so sobering
Chase this bottle down
Till I can cope with it
Fighting with that irking voice in my head
I'm just tryna get by in this hopeless brokenness
So I keep my mind on my money
My bag in my hand
Imma go up to the sky
Like my name Peter Pan
Imma be flying so high
That I'm never gon land
But it's still 11:11
Wish I was your man
I would die for your loving
I would climb to the summit
Take a life if it's something
That you need but you dubbing
When I cry know you love it
When you lie, no discussing
On my mind, keep it tucked in
You don't like a discussion
Say to stop with fussing
Say it's me that's been bugging
But it's you that's been running
been trying with trusting
But it feel like a dungeon
Cause you reel when I'm tugging
It's not me that you loving
It's control of the subject
Big boxes, riddled to the brim with the past
I don't wanna, I don't wanna go back
Even though you know that
I would die for your loving
I would climb to the summit
Take a life if it's something
That you need but you dubbing
When I cry know you love it
When you lie, no discussing
On my mind, keep it tucked in
You don't like a discussion
Say to stop with fussing
Say it's me that's been bugging
But it's you that's been running
been trying with trusting
But it feel like a dungeon
Cause you reel when I'm tugging
It's not me that you loving
It's control of the subject
I been tryna, tryna understand you
But you lying, and lying and I want the damn truth
Keep on hiding, confiding, the men that you ran through
Guess telling truths is an action that you just can't do
So I keep my mind on my money,
My bag in my hand,
Imma go up to the sky
Like my name Peter Pan
Imma be flying so high
That I'm never gon land
But it's still 11:11
Wish I was your man
I would die for your loving
I would climb to the summit
Take a life if it's something
That you need but you dubbing
When I cry know you love it
When you lie, no discussing
On my mind, keep it tucked in
You don't like a discussion
Say to stop with fussing
Say it's me that's been bugging
But it's you that's been running
been trying with trusting
But it feel like a dungeon
Cause you reel when I'm tugging
It's not me that you loving
It's control of the subject
Same shit 'nother day
And I'm so over it
All these petty little games you play
I was drunk on love but this shit so sobering
Chase this bottle down
Till I can cope with it
Fighting with that irking voice in my head
I'm just tryna get by in this hopeless brokenness
So I keep my mind on my money
My bag in my hand
Imma go up to the sky
Like my name Peter Pan
Imma be flying so high
That I'm never gon land
But it's still 11:11
Wish I was your man
I would die for your loving
I would climb to the summit
Take a life if it's something
That you need but you dubbing
When I cry know you love it
When you lie, no discussing
On my mind, keep it tucked in
You don't like a discussion
Say to stop with fussing
Say it's me that's been bugging
But it's you that's been running
been trying with trusting
But it feel like a dungeon
Cause you reel when I'm tugging
It's not me that you loving
It's control of the subject
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Fontenault
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