Bump My Line

I'm a stained glass window, on a digital plane
Use a shot from my pistol, breaking out of the frame

Grass grazes my boots, as I walk through
Don't see me tumble see me stumble, that I don't do
I'm on a mission here to find a major breakthrough
The missing piece of my soul, let me take you

I might be strong but I'm not the masterpiece
I always knew that I was never complete
I've got everything but somebody to love
Send a little romance down to strengthen me

I'm not complete
Bump my line and listen to me
Send me love from up high
Drop an angel from the sky

Something's missing
Bump my line and tell me why
I'm a caller on the line
What is it this time?

My Motorola sent my message
So hope they recognize my digits
How long it take for god to respond
I sit back and put on my lip balm

Then changes happening before my eyes
Now did the world get brighter or is it just, sunshine
Do you shine do you reflect, do you see what I detect?
Helmet on my head prepared like butter on my bread

Come and save me
Bump my line and listen to me
Send me love from up high
Drop an angel from the sky

Something's missing
Bump my line and tell me why
I'm a caller on the line
What is it this time?

Strength is my desire and from what I'm told
Love is sold separately, the batteries aren't included in the box
Imagine if you played a song and had to buy the vocals
What it cost?

Do I gotta put a quarter in the booth?
This time I think I'm a need love to clock in and whip out the broom
If having someone on my side'll will finally fill in the piece
Then answer the phone, look at ya screen, caller ID

As I walk the forest floor, thinking bout the journey ahead
Water trickles down coming all the way from the bend
Where I left my spaceship sitting under the sun
No shade now, I feel it shining onto my head

Onto my helmet and I rock it so cold
I pack the gat more like a pistol
When I'm in danger, oh I'm all about that
Then a ringtone vibrate in my lap like 'whats that'

Come in god
Come in god
What do you have planned for me
When I'm closing my eyes

It's Mista, yo baby
I need her, the lady

Evangelic creation
Organic computer I do it
Earth to the universe
Milky way, hear me say, 'I'm out of ammo'
(Hey!)

I'm not complete
Bump my line and listen to me
Send me love from up high
Drop an angel from the sky

Something's missing
Bump my line and tell me why
I'm a caller on the line
What is it this time?

Heaven to Mista
Capital I have answered

I think I have the perfect girl for you
I think I have the perfect girl for you
I think I have the perfect girl for you
I think I have the perfect girl for you, Mista

I think I have the perfect girl for you
I think I have a future girl for you
I think I have the perfect girl for you
I think I have the perfect girl for you



Credits
Writer(s): A. Cottrell
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