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GoneIt s all gone, the peace and the romance and it s all gone
Think it s long lasting, it s all gone
Blink and you so fast and it s all gone
It s all gone
Said we would say goodbye (goodbye)
Like it s about that time
This shit is cuttin too deep
Can t handle too many strings
Startin to pull out the bandage
No touch, something got between us
No wish (no wish) , too much (too much)
Keep comin back to it over and over again
Run out of love, till we don t have enough (uh, yeah)
It s all good until it s gone (uh, yeah, uh, yeah)
Till we can t stop, what bed we on? (uh, yeah, uh, yeah)
We got not choice but to move on (uh, yeah, uh, yeah)
Gettin too tired to trip
And now we all out of choice
We said we d ride or we dyin
We can t keep livin this way
I wait for something to change
I wait so close but so far away
No touch, something got between us
No wish (no wish) , too much (too much)
Keep comin back to it over and over again (over again)
Run out of love, till we don t have enough
Even though it s all bad, baby, I m not trippin
Tellin out of business, mind if I chime in it?
Why your friends givin you the hot five?
Let me tell my side, with it
Girl, I tried but I m finished
Mouth wide, full of grass, mama, hygienes
I m loss, I m tryna stall but at what cost?
Boss won t let me take no more days off
till my debt s paid off
It s on my, tryna let the pain off
tryin not to sound bitter
The thing is, sufferin in pain can whither us
So I m livin with a stain
I m with you though you feel
like this a given, but it ain t
Like pearls and champagne
should be switchin in the rain, girl
Let all the tears drain, strains
how you tend then give you my name?
Is feedin my ego, put you on this plane
then get you out of heathrow
Takin you to Spain now we here without the ass
now we feelin our best
Blessings to the kids, yeah, they keep us in our mess
I feel like we related, you my blood, you my flesh, ma
Ain t no tellin where we at now
that we headed separate ways in the jet
When I leave, please, girl, don t leave the jet
Gone
Bitch, I don t give a fuck if he was a gemini Sun
gemini Moon, gemini jupiter, bitch
stay the fuck away from me