Døm - Who's Dom?

Would you please please please please please please please stop talking

Low but not non-existent
Religiously in his midst and shit
And I'm close but not contradicting
Whatever trick she's got in her bag
And I'm holding out for some hope
Or maybe I was
Or maybe I'm past it
Maybe I'm blasted all off the tracks and
Maybe I'm damaged how this shit happen

How this shit stain my motherfuckin mental
Man you can't even act like it's coincidental
Sent all for her feelings right before you need her
Feeding into inhibitions through the instrumentals
I'm a sentimental reminiscer
Ruminating all the star stuttered glitter covering her
Melancholic eyes
Due apologies
Do you even seem to see what I used to need baby
I'm a fiend baby
For attention even ADD baby
Needed pieces now I'm peaceful
Free falling landing K-Dot swimming pools
Faded off of memories they probably don't remember
Members only at the gate
Straight keeping out the fakes
Gatekeep me because I'm fucking fake
(Aye)

Low but not non-existent
Religiously in his midst and shit
And I'm close but not contradicting
Whatever trick she's got in her bag
And I'm holding out for some hope
Or many I was
Or maybe I'm past it
Maybe I'm blasted all off the track and
Maybe I'm damaged how this shit happen

I think I'm better of lying
Tongue sharper a stream cutting diamonds
When my pen curves words hotter than an iron
I'm eyeing expired flames
I wanna burn more yearn for a finer dame
A nicer chain
A ring to define a change
I keep backing up to bitches that I know are lame
But my vision and fitted with a badder thang
A little here little there but I'm bad at names
I wanna know her
Knock down walls and hold her
Who
I don't really know, but I hope I close her
Hope her clothes are nice as mine
And I find that my times not passing by
And getting wasted again
Pacing and pacing again
Facing as only friends
I can't cope no more
Sentimental overload
Lord do you know I know

Low but not non-existent
Religiously in his midst and shit
And I'm close but not contradicting
Whatever trick she's got in her bag
And I'm holding out for some hope
Or maybe I was
Or maybe I'm past it
Maybe I'm blasted all off the track and
Maybe I'm damaged how this shit happen
Low but not non-existent
Religiously in his midst and shit
And I'm close but not contradicting
Whatever trick she's got in her bag
And I'm holding out for some hope
Or many I was
Or maybe I'm past it
Maybe I'm blasted all off the track and
Maybe I'm damaged how this shit happen

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Writer(s): Damion Garcia
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