
Date of issue: 07.12.2017
Record label: Dirty Hit
Song language: English
Sad Poetic |
Found myself getting sick of myself |
And women only holding double blades |
And I heard time heals all wounds |
I never knew that even time could bruise |
Now I know it’s true |
Habits are hard, health is easier to lose |
And I don’t wanna be a, bad investment |
Causing only, bad intentions |
No I don’t wanna sound like a, sad poetic |
Saying one thing, then I regret it |
But ooh, ah ooh |
Baby come on |
Ooh, ah ooh |
Baby come on |
Found myself a replacement |
I’m heading north to wash off this grease |
And communication’s effortless |
If no one tries to contact me |
Oh darling, believe I’m not hard to please |
And I don’t wanna be a, bad investment |
Causing only, bad intentions |
No I don’t wanna sound like a, sad poetic |
Saying one thing, then I regret it |
But ooh, ah ooh |
Baby come on |
Ooh, ah ooh |
Baby come on |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Rodeo | 2017 |
Salvation | 2017 |
Michael | 2017 |
World Breaker | 2016 |
Word for This | 2017 |
Cold Nights | 2017 |
Dress / Undress | 2017 |
Notify Me | 2017 |
Living Things | 2017 |
New Beginnings | 2017 |