It’s precious. How will
you spend it? Every colour in a ball. Just hanging, somehow suspended. From a
string around my neck. And I don’t want to wring it out like a towel. All this
heaviness just weighs me down. Weighs me down. Every moment, big or small. Just
floating over the back fence. On a scale from one to now. And I don’t to wring
it out like a towel. All this heaviness just weighs me down. I don’t miss a
thing I just close my eyes. And turn my chin towards the sky. I don’t miss a
thing I just close my eyes.
It’s lucky you love me. I
don’t know if anyone else would.
Lucky you found me. I was
lost and gone for good.
It’s lucky you love me. I
don’t know if anyone else would.
Lucky you found me.
It’s lucky you love me.
And I’ll love you as long
as R.A.P. Ferreira raps.
I’ll love you as long as R.A.P.
Ferreira raps.
It’s lucky you love me. I
don’t know if anyone else would.
It’s lucky you love me. I
was lost and gone for good.
It’s lucky you love me.
I don’t know if anyone
else would.
And I’ll love you as long
as R.A.P. Ferreira raps. I’ll love you as long as R.A.P. Ferreira raps. And I’ll
love you as long as R.A.P. Ferreira raps. And I’ll love you as long as R.A.P.
Ferreira raps.
It’s filling up my head
like a flu that I can’t shake. It’s a ringing in my ears that will never go away.
It’s a weight around my neck I carry every day.
I’ve got guilt; I don’t
know what to do with it.
I’ve got time; I’ll just
let it sit awhile.
In my dreams I say sorry
to everyone.
And I’ve got nights and
nights and nights and nights and nights and nights and nights ahead of me. I’m
so guilty.