Bittersweet

Yeah, I sing to you
Yeah, please sing to me
I'm just stuck with these
Days and memories
Broken heart could ease
I could feel the pain
It just creeps in me
It creeps up on me
I got cutlery
You say that you know
I feel super slow
I feel super sore
I don't wanna go
Don't want let u know
Don't wanna let it show
Keep it on the low

Thoughts with odds
Thoughts with ease
Mind it creep and mine they see
They could say they gonna dream
I could say I'm really fienin
Fienin for the next day
That it's just you and me
Yeah I could feel I'm too good
Uh, you could say you know me

I could say I turn it up
Everyday they feel it now
I could say I burn it up
Burn it up, burned it up
You could say you really just
I could say I turned it up

I sing to you
Yeah, please sing to me
I'm just stuck with these
Days and memories
Broken heart could ease
I could feel the pain
It just creeps in me
It creeps up on me
I got cutlery
You say that you know
I feel super slow
I feel super sore
I don't wanna go
Don't want let u know
Don't wanna let it show
Keep it on the low



Credits
Writer(s): Zeke Moon
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