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3.Morning After/Talk It Out Lyrics: Geovanni Hyman Producer: Nayz
Saturday morning I woke up wishing
That I was not right here
You would expect that paradise
Would save you from your truth and fears
But I learned the hard way it wont save ur grace It won't change a damn thing
Where do u think your running to now
You opened up that door u gotta cross it somehow Not so fast come right back, i got a word for u
Boy you got it like that
Thinking that you can't catch a heart attack Talk it out, work it out, let it go, air it out Quickly, let the anger run out
Your plane is leaving; tick-tock
You gotta choose what you’re gonna do
Now I am the bad guy (tRULY) Irrationally, Lashed out out of fear
Fist to the pillow,
A GAZE OUT THE WINDOW iSOLATION, SO CLOSE, BUT UNCLEAR