Letras
Mid flight
My engine caught on fire
But I stayed in control of the plane
Mid fight
Life tried to catch me tired
But this is why I stepped in the ring
Tryna keep up
This is not me harping on a discipline
I'm just on the far side of my reckoning
Its the little things that keep me going still
Going still
Like
Affogato on a Sunday morning
Sweet and heavy but it gets me going
It's too early to tell flight from falling
Affogato and I'm sweet and rolling
Waves high
My SOS unanswered
Man, I could feel the storm on my back
Capsized
A sailboat with no anchor
Man I was 'bout to shatter like glass
Just tryna keep up
This is not me harping on a discipline
I'm just on the far side of my reckoning
Its the little things that keep me going still
Going still
Like
Affogato on a Sunday morning
Sweet and heavy but it gets me going
It's too early to tell flight from falling
Affogato now I'm sweet and rolling
Affogato on a Sunday morning
Sweet and heavy but it gets me going
It's too early to tell flight from falling
Affogato now I'm sweet and rolling
Affogato on a Sunday morning
Sweet and heavy but it gets me going
It's too early to tell flight from falling
Affogato now I'm sweet and rolling
Affogato on a Sunday morning
Sweet and heavy but it gets me going
It's too early to tell flight from falling
Affogato now I'm sweet and rolling