Abstract Thoughtz - Poetry Lyrics

I only miss you when the sun goes down
When I can't stop from thinkin' how it went down
Need you like the air I breathe
But you don't have need of me
Our stories endin' here
But no fear I've been focused on what appear
Not some shit that's in my mirror
Clean up so my vision clear
Got me right like Everclear
So I gotta little swag bout me (yeah)
That's why you could never dare doubt me (yeah)
This after couple to the head with my next one in my bed
And she def is dark or maybe that baby just red
All I know is she in my head and she touchin' what you never did
It's evident

I only miss you when the sun goes down
Oh, your voice is my favorite sound
Swaying like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Painting stories with our lips

I only miss you when the sun goes down
Oh, your voice is my favorite sound
Swaying like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Painting stories with our lips

I've seen so many fellas tryna take my spot but you
Know that ain't up for grabs this dick is irreplacable
Cause I'm that devil on your shoulder and the angel too
I make the bad seem good and the good is great I'm through
Playin' games if you want it get it
I'm a dog but you know wanna dog to hit it
The way I lap the kitten I'm in it put into submission
From all the kissing and flipping under the certain condition
Suns down and that Moons out cause you know the deal and I do too
So get naked and let's make a vid and I'm not talkin' bout the kind you watch on YouTube
I'm on that freaky shit right in the evening shit
Get it hit it split you never wanna leave me shit
Don't wanna talk get to it in the box
From the bottom to the top like the WWE and shit
Girl don't make me get the belt unbuckled nah
I'm not a player I just really like to f*ck a lot
So don't be asking me whether I'm in love or not
Like girl you already knew just what it was cause I

I only miss you when the sun goes down
Oh, your voice is my favorite sound
Swaying like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Painting stories with our lips

I only miss you when the sun goes down
Oh, your voice is my favorite sound
Swaying like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Painting stories with our lips

Sun's down, Moon's out
Vision clear, Everclear

I only miss you when the sun goes down
Oh, your voice is my favorite sound
Swaying like the palm trees
You and me we're poetry
Painting stories with our lips