These eyes get sick of him
These eyes, these hands, these walls, these boundaries, these missed opportunities
These eyes get sick of him
These memories, these pains, they run from that name
All boys aren't the same, I seem to have damaged my brain
Every day is wasted
Every day is wasted on the dust that I have tasted
Every day is wasted
Suspicious and abrasive but for you I will erase it
Baby boy u take me on a trip
Trip
Pick me up, spin me round, dip
Trip
These eyes get sick of her
These eyes, these hands, these walls, these boundaries, these missed opportunities
These eyes get sick of her
These memories, these pains, they run from that name
All the girl ain't the same, I've have damaged my brain
Every day is wasted
Suspicious and abrasive but for you I will erase it, baby girl
Baby boy u take me on a trip
Trip
Pick me up, spin me round, dip
Trip
Adanna Duru - Trip (feat. Casey Abrams) Lyrics
Adanna Duru - Trip (feat. Casey Abrams) Lyrics
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These eyes get sick of him
These eyes, these hands, these walls, these boundaries, these missed opportunities
These eyes get sick of him
These memories, these pains, they run from that name
All boys aren't the same, I seem to have damaged my brain
Every day is wasted
Every day is wasted on the dust that I have tasted
Every day is wasted
Suspicious and abrasive but for you I will erase it
Baby boy u take me on a trip
Trip
Pick me up, spin me round, dip
Trip
These eyes get sick of her
These eyes, these hands, these walls, these boundaries, these missed opportunities
These eyes get sick of her
These memories, these pains, they run from that name
All the girl ain't the same, I've have damaged my brain
Every day is wasted
Suspicious and abrasive but for you I will erase it, baby girl
Baby boy u take me on a trip
Trip
Pick me up, spin me round, dip
Trip
These eyes, these hands, these walls, these boundaries, these missed opportunities
These eyes get sick of him
These memories, these pains, they run from that name
All boys aren't the same, I seem to have damaged my brain
Every day is wasted
Every day is wasted on the dust that I have tasted
Every day is wasted
Suspicious and abrasive but for you I will erase it
Baby boy u take me on a trip
Trip
Pick me up, spin me round, dip
Trip
These eyes get sick of her
These eyes, these hands, these walls, these boundaries, these missed opportunities
These eyes get sick of her
These memories, these pains, they run from that name
All the girl ain't the same, I've have damaged my brain
Every day is wasted
Suspicious and abrasive but for you I will erase it, baby girl
Baby boy u take me on a trip
Trip
Pick me up, spin me round, dip
Trip
Writer: Adanna Duru
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