Rollin' around Part 2 (Lyrics)

Ima hate texting you

Ima hate hating texting you

Give me your words

Give me your sorrow

Give me your hollow

It ain’t right when we’re far

I forget

You forget

We forget

We don't forget it’s over

Let me not forget you let me not forget me

Let it go let it go how can you let that go

How can we let that go

An illusion or a dream

I write too much I write too much?

I write too much I write too much?

I write too much I write too much?

Ima simple girl and you spin me round

Coz yeah I wanna have my man

Ah. wanna have my man

Who don’t wanna have her man

Who don’t wanna have her man

Hey little girl in the November rain

Hey little boy in the December train

Where you gonna go

Are you gonna go at it

Aw what’s this sorrow what’s that hollow

Whatever you say ain’t it right anyway

Whatever you say ain’t it rain anyway

Wherever you go there’s only that sorrow

There’s only that hollow

Shout it out waw waw waw

Add another layer

And reach out

Keeping the secret mystery hidden deep inside the secret misery

You wanna know my opinion… there is no opinion

But then life is living around

So can you keep on writin’

Are you gonna go drownin’

What’s this intricacy you get

Yin and Yang it ain’t

Yin and Yang it ain’t

Goin’ round goin’ round goin’ round goin’ round

Semen sympathy

Is all the grips you get

Amma tell you now Amma tell you now

What you know what you know

Ain’t no flow

Ain’t it raw

Blessed be it blessed be it

In the secret mystery of this secret misery

Ain’t no hollow

Ain’t no sorrow

All is what is

And what is is

And it is

And that’s all I need to know

5ft up 7ft down

No boundary

You ain’t feelin’ it

None ain’t feelin’ it

This suffering this sorrow

This suffering this hollow

What do I say to you?

That it ain’t right? That nothing’s right?

Ey ey ey

What you say to that?

What you say to that?

Ever present never dead

It ain’t right nothing’s right

It ain’t back nothing’s bad

Give me some straight up questions

That I can answer

You rollin around is hollin all around

Self sabotage oh why oh why

You rollin around hollin all round

Consensual self sabotage oh why oh why

Driftin apart

Is it bad is it bad

Until all is right until all is right

May 3rd 2021 (work in progress)