Flowers
(Oh shit is it right here)
Yeah
Ye-, ye-, yeah
(Oh we good)
Uh (Okay okay)
It's something different (Yeah it's love letters baby)
Yeah (Yeah)
Ye-, ye-, yeah
(Uh yeah)
Ayy it's love letters baby
I'm back on the levels baby
I'm back on the rebel train
If love is root of pain
I want it inside my veins
It's all that's inside my brain yeah (Yeah it's something different)
Yeah keeping the campaign going
I'm growing and slowing down the amount of love that I give around
It's all for nothing
If you come home by yourself without a kid to fucking love
And I (Damn)
Yeah (Yeah)
It's something different
Yeah
I feel fucking different
Yeah
I'm so fucking different
Go
You make me crazy
Whatcha doing to me
Baby whatcha doing to
Yeah
All I wanna do is just love you
Put nothing above you
Till your mine but you always seem to waste my time
Tequila shots with some limes
Your humor's just like mine
You're looking so fucking fine divine
I might just have to fucking look at the signs
I'm right beside you
Sleeping over at night
Looking at those fucking eyes
They bright (They're so)
I'm like damn
(Is it right here alright)
Laying on the beach with you I got nothing to do
You ask me who are you into
I say no one but you
Just you
The sky's looking so blue
We taking off our shoes
We go and look at the view
I say there's nothing better
I swear it's so true (It's so true)
Now you got me thinking
You got me all
You got me thinking (You got me thinking)
Don't listen to me (Oh no)
You know you give it your all
I know you give it to me
Yeah
Ye-, ye-, yeah
(Oh we good)
Uh (Okay okay)
It's something different (Yeah it's love letters baby)
Yeah (Yeah)
Ye-, ye-, yeah
(Uh yeah)
Ayy it's love letters baby
I'm back on the levels baby
I'm back on the rebel train
If love is root of pain
I want it inside my veins
It's all that's inside my brain yeah (Yeah it's something different)
Yeah keeping the campaign going
I'm growing and slowing down the amount of love that I give around
It's all for nothing
If you come home by yourself without a kid to fucking love
And I (Damn)
Yeah (Yeah)
It's something different
Yeah
I feel fucking different
Yeah
I'm so fucking different
Go
You make me crazy
Whatcha doing to me
Baby whatcha doing to
Yeah
All I wanna do is just love you
Put nothing above you
Till your mine but you always seem to waste my time
Tequila shots with some limes
Your humor's just like mine
You're looking so fucking fine divine
I might just have to fucking look at the signs
I'm right beside you
Sleeping over at night
Looking at those fucking eyes
They bright (They're so)
I'm like damn
(Is it right here alright)
Laying on the beach with you I got nothing to do
You ask me who are you into
I say no one but you
Just you
The sky's looking so blue
We taking off our shoes
We go and look at the view
I say there's nothing better
I swear it's so true (It's so true)
Now you got me thinking
You got me all
You got me thinking (You got me thinking)
Don't listen to me (Oh no)
You know you give it your all
I know you give it to me
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Writer(s): Tyler Aeschlimann
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