HOLOTAPE 3 (DISTANT LOVER) (feat. Louin Haze)

Watch as I glide
Right into the night
Like a give a flying
Like a give a flying

It was early in the day
I was out on different turf contemplating mistakes
What a trip, we instantly clicked
It's like our souls ya, suddenly switched
Yeah the look in our eyes
Is something we can't replace
If even try to erase
You can pretend to hide it
but you know ill retrace the steps and bring you full circle
Right back into place
Or perhaps you let me go
Because the time is ticking
While the wires to the bomb
Neither of us are clipping
We're both ready to explode
Take it as you will
We both live in the flow
Knowing that there's nothing left for the toxins to corrode
Back of the room in the corner puffing O's right out The window
While you're on the bed crushing cans to head
Asking me to hold you close
I guess we're just a couple of romantic ghosts

Watch as I glide
Right into the night
Like a give a flying about what's wrong or right
Because I'm not on my meds, no I'm not brain dead
I'm just living my disorder when I should be in bed

You're my distant lover rarely by my side
I'm your distant lover only show up when things on the flip side
You're my distant lover rarely by my side
I'm your distant lover only show up when things on the flip side

It was one forty-five
When you linked me to slide
I'm surprised that I even crossed your mind
Even for a second time hits blunt
Yo, that's like breaking necks fuck it yeah I'm on my way,
Twelve minutes flat that-that I arrived
You're vibing off of serotonin consumed in pill size
Your Pupils are dilated
I guess that's why you're rocking sunglasses at night
Or is it outta fright
I see you're curving my questions as you whisper all up in my ear
Baby my right
Damn straight I began to kiss you
Knowing damn well this is gonna cause an issue
But you and I right now
Ain't got time for tears n' tissues
Cuz sunrise is imminent
And we both got a bunch of to do
Seems like we're Just two people
Who won't accept the loss of our innocence

Watch as I glide
Right into the night
Like a give a flying about what's wrong or right
Because I'm not on my meds, no I'm not brain dead
I'm just living my disorder when I should be in bed



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Johnson
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