Bungalo - Sunday Vapor

So close but out of reach behind me find me what's my
So close but out of reach behind me find me what's my
Talk to me talking like no other baby can't you see it's
So close but out of reach
Behind me, find me, what's my weakness?
Talk to me talking like no other baby can't you see it's
So close but out of reach
Behind me, find me, what's my secret?
Time skips, picking up the pictures
I can't remember why I missed her
Shits fucked up but I'll forget her
Every time that I was smoking up it was with her
Oh wait
Miss me with the bullshit
Too late
Got me with the bullshit
Fucked up
I can't even do shit
Automatic how I get it
Doesn't matter how I get it
All that matters is I get it
Keep off and learn your lesson
Now I'm manic and I'm sweating
Felt the burn and left the message
See the words I start forgetting
Regretting regretting regretting
One bad move and it's checkmate
Gold on the chest plate
Real far from the places that I'm used to
Walls closing make it hard for me to walk through
Talking through past moves if you want to
Can't think of anything that I wanna do
Never crossing my mind if it isn't you
Rollin up what we've been through
Smoke it up to forget you
It's finally coming closer to the truth
Is there something I can do?
Fighting I might lose a tooth
Lately all my ties are loose
I've been drinking on the juice
Walking around with no clue
What is there for me to do?
Speaking to myself until the mirror receives
Plenty preaching on my wealth
That shit gon' make me recede
Eat your health with the meat
Each that welts with the leaves
That fall in autumn that I took ain't even make me believe
But shit, my mental was mean
Lost his face in a dream
Can't even talk about it
Cause I can only spit what I've seen
Walking out the fountain
I've confused the smoke with the steam
Drowning out the crowds
Asking me how to be how I be
Free
Talkin to him
Talkin to him
Talkin to him
I can't even see through the freeze
I found out about the door and now I slip through the seams, see?
I found out about the door and now I slip through the seams
I found out about the door and now I, yeah
I found out about the door and now I, yeah
Bet
Left on correct
Keep breath on
Senses reach hellspawn
Trenches filling up
Leave well armed, upset
Got the money on spite
Keep the drain in my neck
Feeling really stuck now
I know
We could really make it uptown
We'll grow
I'm just tryna see you shining
One day
Sick and tired of playing all these
Weird games
Man I'm really feeling really stuck now
I know
We could really make it uptown
We'll grow
I'm just tryna see you shining
One day
Sick and tired of playing all these
Weird games

Written by:
Christian Termine, Daniel Lee, Jacob Ramos, Jon Kim, Liam Burke

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