Lyrics By: Levinti
Composed By: Levinti/CYMATICS/Slate Digital/Apollo Sound
Sunday at 2 O'C, work is due
Expectation gone huge
Ladies look cute
Have y'all slickers ever wished a girl with juicy pe*ches?
Had a relationship, she would do everything for me
Rings prepared, "Yes" from her cherry lips
And "no" up toes jumpped off her parents' house
A truly heart quitted
Pity.
Wet kisses, pair of separate backs leaving Bluedy
implied broken hearts duo in Christmas Eve
Long timing coffees been
warm still, missing her still
Honestly
I do want to see her again
She never hit my line again
Sh*t might the café be a hint, arrived up
Empty hall ain't a rat in, but snow i dive in
Heartbreaking christmas
Where the love gone
I'm wishing anybody to tell me
Heartbreaking christmas
Where the love gone
I'm wishing anybody to tell me
Sh*t
Lame story bro
Lame story (Laughter)
Man, f*ck you, get the f*ck out (Laughter)
Yo Yo, Chill up, tell us more
Used to be a kid wanting some short-term vibes
Proved that i hold a gut
Had several hazy moon-watching nights.
Rubber
Ducks floating up the candles' light
She was smiling,
dove-like softy waist trembling
Up Breezes flew, we tickling
Silence break a shock, said she wanna be with me forever
Crazy.
Young puppy ain't making bands in yet
No way ever she got no clue figuring out all that mild hits
No way ever she got no clue seeing through all that low-class tricks
Ain't a way we put that a love name, we call it passion
Ain't a way couples fall in love, PLZ no christmas season again
Sh*t
I must've been so good at it
Heartbreaking christmas
Where the love gone
I'm wishing anybody to tell me
Heartbreaking christmas
Where the love gone
I'm wishing anybody to tell me
Young puppy ain't making bands in yet
No way ever she got no clue figuring out all that mild hits
No way ever she got no clue seeing through all that low-class tricks
Ain't a way we put that a love name, we call it passion
Ain't a way couples fall in love, PLZ no christmas season again
Sh*t
I must've been so good at it