Down along the creek, I remember something
Her, the heron, hurried away
When first, I breeched that last Sunday, ooh
Low moon don't the yellow road
I remember something
That leaving wasn't easing all that heaving in my vines
And as certain it is evening
That is now
Is not the time
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Toiling with your blood
I remember something
In B, un-rationed kissing on a night second to last
Finding both your hands as second sun came past the glass
And oh, I know it felt right, and I had you in my grasp
Oh then, how we gonna cry?
'Cause it once might not mean something?
And love, a second glance, it is not something that we'll need
Honey, understand that I have been left here in the reeds
But all I'm trying to do is get my feet out from the crease
And I see you
Turn around, you're my A-Team
Turn around, now you're my A-Team
God, damn, turn around now, you're my A-Team
You know what they say, if young Metro don't trust you
Motherfucker you better run
All the villains is grinnin
All my niggas is winnin
Must i remind you one more time
Must I remind you niggas?
I gotta tell you niggas again
We gotta show you niggas again
We gotta
We gotta
Hold on
Pink
I'm done, I am done apologizing
I am done being persecuted for my strengths
You people should be thanking Christ that I am who and what I am
Because you need me, you need me to save you, you do
I am the only one who possibly can
You're not the real heroes, I'm the real hero
Go down, down
Soft sound
Okay
Go down
Soft sound
Midnight
Car lights
Playing with the air
Breathing in your hair
Go down, go down
Soft sound
Step into your skin?
I'd rather jump in your bones (jump!)
Taking up your mouth
So you breathe through your nose