No Call Back

Late nights missed call feeling kinda off Left me hanging no reply feelin like I'm lost Digits in my phone but you never hit my boss Radio silence wondering where they fuckin fall No call back, just echoes in the silence, Left me waiting, patience on its last alliance. Voicemail empty, like the motha fuckin science Guess the fuckin hard way, dont call my clients Read receipts telling tales of a message My heart on read, now it's stuck in the trenches Thoughts racing, wondering whats wrong, No callback, just the lyrics of a song. I dial your number, like a dead line, Missed connections, im lost cause she mine Echoes at the station we runnin back in time Now I'm stranded, wearin calvin fuckin klein No call back, just echoes in the silence, Left me waiting, patience on its last alliance. Voicemail empty, like the motha fuckin science Guess the fuckin hard way, dont call my clients Closing chapters, deleting the history, No callbacks its just a mystery. Moving forward, learning from the hickory In this silent story, you don't see my injury Aye! Fading away, like a distant sound, No callbacks, just echoes around. Moving forward, no looking bound In this silent story, don't call the clown Disconnected, like a signal lost, Counting the moments, paying the boss Voices in my head, like jack frost No callbacks, cause im hella fuckin crossed Lost in vex like a coded text, Wishing for a callback, what comes next? Silent signals, he always wanna flex In this quiet storm, you don't call me west No call back, just echoes in the silence, Left me waiting, patience on its last alliance. Voicemail empty, like the motha fuckin science Guess the fuckin hard way, dont call my clients Messages read, like a book untouched, The bridge always burn he gotta fix the clutch. Dialing your number, like a dead fuckin gut No callbacks, just a message in his blunt Signal lost, in the digital maze, A silent chapter, stuck in the daze No callbacks, just a motha fuckin phrase In his fuckin mirror, she always get her way No call back, just echoes in the silence, Left me waiting, patience on its last alliance. Voicemail empty, like the motha fuckin science Guess the fuckin hard way, dont call my clients Closing chapters, deleting the history, No callbacks its just the mystery. Moving forward, learning from the hickory In this silent story, you don't see my injury Aye! Fading away, like a distant sound, No callbacks, just echoes around. Moving forward, no looking bound In this silent story, don't call the clown Aye