Yeah
Yeah
I miss the days when I'd just make my beats in my bedroom
I miss the days when all my mixes didn't need headroom
I was blasting out the speakers
Hear distortion from the tweeters
Yes, I miss the baby me
No abortions needed
I miss the short back and sides
Remixes and cycle rides
Breaking in to the airport car park race to the other side
Now we don't have the time
Our lives are filled with lies
I feel like we ain't try
Well just continue life
But if we reignited, we'd be even more divided
If we try too hard we might lose our own fight
Drift apart I feel we might
We might lose sight of the lights
That shines whenever we be ourselves
Us an one one else, yeah
Yeah, 'cause that's how I felt
Uh
If I could go back to place all I'd wanna do is come back
Ain't no time for chat on motives cause I'm working on tracks now
I'm in demand now, working on getting my plaque now
check it
Working on my music is a must for me
You ain't text in while man it's the trust for me
Only a lack female attention that's what it was for me
Blink of and eye you were gone oh so suddenly
I hope you listen to my album and it hurt 'cause
what goes around comes around that how all this shit works
Seeing you differently what we once were are long gone
Now you got me laughing at what we once had writing love songs
It's always been the same
Love and shit never changed
Got me all sad in my bedroom but Imma make use of this time
My mixes all have headroom
Easier to breathe shout-out Ian
When I met him he freed me
Wanna return the favour I wanna free him