BROCKHAMPTON - COTTON HOLLOW Lyrics
[Chorus: Dom McLennon]Falling for the wrong oneFeeling like the right timeBut at least I felt somethingThink I’m losing my mind[Verse 1: Dom McLennon]I’m in need of your loveI just need you right hereSharing all of those thingsWhispering in my earTell me what they can’t knowShow me what they can’t seeTell me all the ideasThey would never believeYou see I remember my homeI remember those treesI remember those pastsI remember the breezeI remember the reason why all of those people that passedRemember you opened your heart for a secondGave me your time for a minuteRemember the tone in your voice when I told you that I might be coming to visitBut maybe I’m trippingYou catching me slippingDown this road againBut this time I ain't fallingFirst day back cause the demons keep callingLook at this world and I start withdrawingAnd its so hard not to fade, see its so hard not to fallBut I gotta find peaceAnd I gotta find sleep cause I don’t see it at allSo I’m going, going, going, deeper and deeperYou see I’m finding it out before my spirit gets weakerI got a fever, feverBut feeling sick in the headI need a doctor, doctorOr just one more cigaretteI’m saying[Chorus: Dom McLennon]Falling for the wrong one (I love you)Feeling like the right time (I love you)But at least I felt somethingThink I’m losing my mind[Bridge: Dom McLennon]If I die alone, then I probably deserve thatYou can tear your face up but don’t act like you ain't earn thatIf I die alone, then I probably deserve thatYou can tear your face up but don’t act like you ain't earn thatIf I die alone, then I probably deserve thatYou can tear your face up but don’t act like you ain't earn thatIf I die alone, then I probably deserve thatYou can tear your face up but don’t act like you ain't earn that[Verse 2: Merlyn Wood]Oh yeah she fineSoft from behindLike I’m running out of timeYeah she hurt your *****ing feelings with thatAss of hersDunno just to what I’m feeling with uh-Get on herHow cannot tell I’m feeling its like-I’m in herWorld. living, breathingYou know I’m not even StevenCause I could not beShia born in a house fire, damnBaby, where you do thatI'ma little bit insane, yeahPut you on game, yeahMake you maintain, yeahStare up in your lane, yeahWhatever you say, yeahAlway-always say yeahRather see me dead, yeahThan see me in your bed yeah, yeah, yeah
