Fye

(альбом: Downer - 2017)

Whoa
Cold Hart baby, yaah

I swear I'ma hold onto my promise
I'ma stay down until the coffin
Saw me downtown, do you do this often?
Tell me, is this love? I don't know what to call it

My fit fire
But my life stupid as fuck, I'm expired
Tired of feeling so numb, I'm in pain
But we still turning up, I'm insane
I'm insane for your love, my fit fire
But girl, you fire as fuck and you ain't tired
'Cause you just stuck being numb, I'm in chains
Shining just like the sun and your name
It left a burn on my tongue, uhh

It left a burn on my tongue, like a cigarette
I'ma hit till it's done, till there's nothing left
Why you dressed in black like a silhouette?
Will you waste my time on the internet?
Blow a bag out the mall and get some Cinnabon
Too rare to die, don't care to live
Baby I just want you too know

My fit fire
But my life stupid as fuck, I'm expired
Tired of feeling so numb, I'm in pain
But we still turning up, I'm insane
I'm insane for your love, my fit fire
But girl, you fire as fuck and you ain't tired
'Cause you just stuck being numb, I'm in chains
Shining just like the sun and your name
It left a burn on my tongue, uhh