LRP Dyl - I'm Calling (feat. SBR Peezyy)

Let's make another memory don't wanna be your enemy
You know my heart cold I ain't good at showing empathy
I'm righting my wrongs, please bae don't get rid of me
You know I'd take a shot for you and yeah I mean that literally
I'm calling, I'm calling, I'm calling your phone
A coffin, a coffin, our love turned to bone
My heart gone, I left it, I'm letting it roam
Cause I overprotect, I can't let it take control, on my soul
I'm trying real hard to make it out the cold
There ain't no home, In this world that's what you've shown
Wanted you to be there to watch when I perform
Even though you broke me I'm glad that you were born
You made me learn a lot Even though I ended torn
All in God's plan before greatness comes the storm
I missed the way that you would hold on
I'm not to blame, we were both wrong
And now this the end ain't no love song
Let's make another memory don't want to be your enemy
You know my heart cold I ain't good at showing empathy
I'm righting my wrongs please bae, don't get rid of me
You know I'd take a shot for you and yeah, I mean that literally
I'm calling, I'm calling, I'm calling your phone
A coffin, a coffin, our love turned to bone
My heart gone, I left it, I'm letting it roam
Cause I overprotect, I can't let it take control
Can't let it take control
Moving too fast, I been forced to take it slow
Your actions got me confused right now, I really don't know
Tried to teach you things, but you can't be coached
Couldn't express, so I wrote it in a note
Tired of arguing, where the love at? we fight like every day
Told you, you can hit the door, but really wanted you to stay
Hoping if you leave for real, that you would leave a trace
So I can find you whenever I come searching for you bae
And my heart feel vacant without you
Why is separation what this come down to
When I feel the best around you
Waiting for a call or text, just come through
Let's make another memory don't wanna be your enemy
You know my heart cold I ain't good at showing empathy
I'm righting my wrongs, please bae don't get rid of me
You know I'd take a shot for you and yeah I mean that literally
I'm calling, I'm calling, I'm calling your phone
A coffin, a coffin, our love turned to bone
My heart gone, I left it, I'm letting it roam
Cause I overprotect, I can't let it take control

Written by:
Dylan Crockett, Paris Cooper

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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