Текст песни
Toss and I turn in my sleep, constantly chasing' a dream
Possible fault I been wrong
Crack in the armor I wore
Deposit a check and I'm gone, constantly warning myself
The heart that I wore on my sleeve, caught in my quarantine phase
Ten toes, its gone, I could never fall back
Talk less, say more, baby if you say so
Put you in the front row, got you tryna see more
Now I got a taste of you I think I want more
Put you in the top list
Granite counters tile floor
You know what I want girl I don't want no stop signs
Did this shit in off white
You say that I'm wrong for it
I could teach a crash course but this is sum you can't learn
Toss and I turn in my sleep, constantly chasing' a dream
Possible fault I been wrong
Crack in the armor I wore
Deposit a check and I'm gone, constantly warning myself
The heart that I wore on my sleeve, caught in my quarantine phase