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DUCT TAPE (Explicit) - BROCKHAMPTON

Lyrics by：Matt Champion/Jonah Abraham/Russell Boring/Ian Simpson/Baird Acheson/Romil Hemnani/Dylan Neustadter/Jabari Manwarring/Dominique Simpson/Wesley Allen/Koal Harrison/Rex Kudo

Composed by：Matt Champion/Jonah Abraham/Russell Boring/Ian Simpson/Baird Acheson/Romil Hemnani/Dylan Neustadter/Jabari Manwarring/Dominique Simpson/Wesley Allen/Koal Harrison/Rex Kudo

It was cold in the summers when you're needed yeah

You left us at the port I couldn't believe yeah

Now that I'm older I can finally see

That you were tryin' your hardest and that you had to leave

2001's the year I remember I could never breathe

My momma left she had no choice but to go overseas

I held the baggage with me

All the things she couldn't keep

I had to get my **** together and roll up my sleeves

There was no runnin' away

All the times that we had I forgive ya

You still loved me

All the moments behind and I missed ya

It's okay it's okay it's okay it's okay

It ain't nothing nothing

The kids ain't got nothin' to talk about anymore no

Out in the streets restless but wanting more

The kids ain't got nothin' to talk about anymore

Say what you need to say

Out in the streets restless but wanting more

Say what you gotta

And when you wake up on the edge of confusion

'Cause the one you love no longer sleeps by your side

I try to make you understand what's the problem

But I can't reach it like I used to

And I wish I take it all away away

No one there to hold your like yesterday day

I'm barely holdin' on and that's just all it take

Only thing you seem to miss you can't save

Keep my-keep my eyes closed keep my mind closed baby

Switchin' time zones get it right for me baby

Get my mind right that's the life for me baby

I don't waste no time that's

Why these kids they keep on playin'

Come out to the shows I play they favorite songs

Peep this in my phone right there

Look it's the telephone

I could do no wrong in lil' jimmy's eyes yeah

I am just a man with another side

The kids ain't got nothin' to talk about anymore no

Out in the streets restless but wanting more

The kids ain't got nothin' to

Talk about anymore say what you need to say

Out in the streets restless

But wanting more say what you gotta

Say what you gotta

Dead to me they don't mean to hurt you

Don't track me

Duct-taped screams blood all on the backseat

Let you free ah

Ah ah just say what's on your mind

Ah ah just say what's on your mind

Ah ah just say what's on your mind

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