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JUMO

 

JUMO

(album: VERY ALONE - 2020)


[Zaia:]
Nights full of letting go
All type of vibes, getting high to the stereo
I can't hear the music though
Over all the fire smoke

Put the time in don't know what you do with all the minutes in day
Even when I try to pull ya tide in
Why you want to push me away?
I've been wondering, wonder if should wait for you
Got me running, tryna get away from you
Even though it's been a long time for us
You should know you've been up on mind and it's
Every night I see the same signs from you
Talk about controlling minds

Nights full of letting go
All type of vibes getting high to the stereo
I can't hear the music tho
Over all the fire smoke
It's cold but you'll never know
All type of lies being told on the radio
I can't hear the music tho
Over all the fire smoke

[Valee:]
You can call it what you like
I don't be catching feelings
I'd rather catch a flight
All that fussing not appealing
You disrupting the vibe
I won't turn your sky into a ceiling
I spent 30 grand on some earrings
I bought you water slides
You can't get upset if I let my emotions hide
I'm hotboxing in the coupe
That mean I left the smoke inside
I woke up and spend that shit
And got it back all jokes aside
And you know I'm not the type to divide, I'd rather multiply
You got me asking if myself is right
Is the feeling right?
Tried hold on to it with the best of mind
Shit was bugging me
I picked up pesticide

[Zaia:]
Nights full of letting go
All type of vibes getting high to the stereo
I can't hear the music tho
Over all the fire smoke
It's cold but you'll never know
All type of lies being told on the radio
I can't hear the music tho
Over all the fire smoke

Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah

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