Blusheep - MISS Lyrics

Vibin' out thinking' of you while I'm wilding' out
Forbidden fruit in my cup and I'm drinking' too much
And I think I should stop it now
Drunk calling you like I'm stranded out

You answer the call its a desert the way you respond
You told me you've had it now
I cry while I listen to blonde
My pillow just turned to a pond and I'm drownin' out

Indecisive for a week straight
Now my bag got unnecessary space
F*ck it I'm gettin' a single bed
Takin' time to clear my head

Till then can't be friends
We know the story we know how it ends
My bad it's cool
Smoke somethin' then you're in my bed

Money isn't everything but
I'll be toast if I don't get no bread

This is now baby that was then

I just cant seem to stand on my own two feet
My own two feet

Cuz I bore you
Bore you
Bore you

Do I bore you you need a sense of control
A sense of control
Control
Control

Control you