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Ben Reilly

Clipped

 

Clipped

(Album: Freelance: Charlie - 2022)


Honest
Falling
I been
Calling
Honest
Honest

Honest
Falling
I been
Calling
Honest
Honest

Yeah
Lost touch
Never lost a step but I fucked up
You ain't losing breath
Uh
Lost touch
Never lost a step but I fucked up
You ain't losing breath
Uh

(We're sorry, you have reached a number that has been disconnected)

I'm willing to clip my wings so that I could walk with you
I know you let it ring when I'm tryna talk with you
I just want your attention
Maybe we could hash some things out, I know of some things we could mention
Know it's been longer than my wingspan
What's the point of this distance?
What's the point if the only point that I'm missing is you?
Hoping the words that I appoint could further point to the truth
What if we talk withdrawals?
No, that ain't my place
Would a phone call resolve?
No, that ain't my place
Does he do it like me? Nah?
Wait, that ain't my place
What if she picked up?
Aw, fuck am I gone say?
Putting pen to a page makes it easy to ventilate
What more could I annotate with these words that I illustrate?
Jumped the curb, but I'm nervous
Jumbling words speaking cursive
Stumbling
Cause if this even worth it
I'll chirp for your dissertation

Lost touch (Honest)
Never lost a step (Falling) but I fucked up (I been)
You ain't losing breath (Calling)
Lost touch (Honest)
Never lost a step (Honest) but I fucked up
You ain't losing breath
(Even with his wings clipped, he is quite the talented flyer)

I'm willing to clip my wings to start my car and come over
I know you let it ring when we both could use closure
Close to giving up way too many times
I was petrified
Had got over IT like Pennywise
I found out some things when we lost touch
I learned I felt pain before I knew I felt love
I learned I need to change if I wanna develop
More trust, less hurt, more habits to disrupt
I don't trust many, my mother could lie to me
I'm a lot less friendly ... did that to me
Never got my hopes up, man poppa was no clutch
If I manage to slow up, could we make it a gold rush?
At one point it was be mines between times
In the meantime, it would be wise to refine
My approach; I know I'm sounding nervous
Haven't been bound to perfect
But if it's even worth it
I'm hoping that you could hear me chirping

Honest
Falling
I been
Calling
Honest
Honest (Freelance)
Honest
Falling
I been
Calling
Honest
Honest

Yeah
Lost touch
Never lost a step but I fucked up
You ain't losing breath
Uh
Lost touch
Never lost a step but I fucked up
You ain't losing breath
Uh

(We're sorry, you have reached a number that has been disconnected or is no longer in service)

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