Ghostly

Take a left on Rosebud, we're near my flat Never lax, never chill she said, but so blessed We'd hang outside 'til the wind cut our cheeks You tore the roof off a five seater (top down) And swang it for me Lord knows I love my friends, ooh I love So ayy bruh, call me on the phone for once Ayy cuz, you don't got to be so alone We ain't but, why you act so old all of a sudden It ain't trust when I hit the road in a week And you can't pick up the phone or nothin' That's how you lose a day one Call in four months, call in four months (how) Call in four months I can't believe it, a fault that I can't hide Memories well up in my eyes Most folks would say that I seem fine But each morning morning I don't feel worth it Pull up to my job almost on time Wish I could disappear more often Just run home and hide Feel ghostly bad, way beyond description I feel sad, not because I miss her I don't want nothing I could lose If I fall in, who's gone pull me up, blood I don't want nothing that I can't trust It's hard now knowing I need you Oh, oh, oh, oh