The Spaghetti String ft. Reid Lewis Lyrics

In your arms again

Aye Youmans what's for lunch?

In your arms again

With the car in park again

With the key in the start

But no room for your heart again

I don't mean to take this slow

But I just need to let you know

That I'm crushing way too hard

Bout to start a fight

Bout to start a march

And damn

Take that back

Take my last name

Where you at

Cut me some slack

Hearts beating fast

Not a war but an attack

Woah woah

I don't wanna talk about it

But you know

You can be cheesing all you want

But it shows

Because you're gone

Straight out the window

And I can't handle the thought of letting go

I just wanna start a new pace

Babe get me out of this race

Before I cut these brakes

I'm moving too fast

Center console testing my patience

I don't think I can take this

Spent too long on the wait list

Now I'm

Waiting

Draining

Faking

Feelings that I do have

Aye

I just wanna focus on myself

Is that too much to ask

Yeah yeah

That's a bold face lie

What we gonna talk about

We don't have to say words out loud

Just focus on being

In your arms again

Uh

Bitch I been floating

Me and my dogs

On the bottom with roaches

Captains log

Got me feeling potent

Never broke a bone

Now I'm splitting oceans

On that mission solely

You left in the cold

Grab a deck

I stick to my own

Half a check

Packing the bowl

And slapping neck

Like you thought I'd rollover

I'm not even sober

I might just go crazy on bitches

And now every one of you gifted to witness

My lousy attempt one oh seven

At mixing the Halves of my visions

Giving the bag some distance

Fixing the craft with fishes

Giving off sad emissions

But really I'm mad indifferent

Becoming a rash decision

Take a breathe

Let it down

Not everyone gets

How you get it now

That levee gonna break

When you finished

And shit coming plenty

So live with that different bounce

Jump into the crowd

And I ain't heard a sound

So I'm getting loud

Maybe getting out

Maybe in clouds

Maybe in my house

Bout to

Put the pound on them

Running rounds

On it

Arousing harmonics

That might be the problem

But nobody saw it

But Nobody saw it