Keep You
Its like every day now
That i think bout you lately
And not the good kinda thoughts that'd save it
Beat myself up
Till i see stars of David
You know that I'm not one to cry, still
But i cry, still
Paralyzed and fractured by someones fucking daughter
They know how it goes
Guess I'm preaching to the choir
But they're not singing my notes
Hope they feel how i felt some
Cant write no fucking love songs right now
Repeating myself 'cause you ain't hear me
How long does it take
Cross that bridge we get there on the daily
My god
It didn't matter anyway
Paralyzed and fractured by someones fucking daughter
They know how it goes
Guess I'm preaching to the choir
But they're not singing my notes
Hope they feel how i felt some
Cant write no fucking love songs right now
Treated you so much better than myself
But i never asked for much
Hell i went through just to keep you there
Just to keep you there
Paralyzed and fractured by someones fucking daughter
They know how it goes
Guess I'm preaching to the choir
But they're not singing my notes
Hope they feel how i felt some
Cant write no fucking love songs right now
That i think bout you lately
And not the good kinda thoughts that'd save it
Beat myself up
Till i see stars of David
You know that I'm not one to cry, still
But i cry, still
Paralyzed and fractured by someones fucking daughter
They know how it goes
Guess I'm preaching to the choir
But they're not singing my notes
Hope they feel how i felt some
Cant write no fucking love songs right now
Repeating myself 'cause you ain't hear me
How long does it take
Cross that bridge we get there on the daily
My god
It didn't matter anyway
Paralyzed and fractured by someones fucking daughter
They know how it goes
Guess I'm preaching to the choir
But they're not singing my notes
Hope they feel how i felt some
Cant write no fucking love songs right now
Treated you so much better than myself
But i never asked for much
Hell i went through just to keep you there
Just to keep you there
Paralyzed and fractured by someones fucking daughter
They know how it goes
Guess I'm preaching to the choir
But they're not singing my notes
Hope they feel how i felt some
Cant write no fucking love songs right now
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Writer(s): Ezra Martin
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