Dancing with your eyes closed

Orijinal

You're just jealous

Jealous? Jealous?

You don't even e-

Unseen forces, they been spreading me thin

P-post it, pawning off dreams that you had

P-promise, baby, I just wanna make you sing

I'm 'bout to crash with my people in the back

Promise, I like it like that

(Promise, I like it like that) promise, I like it like that

(Promise, I like it like that) promise, I like it like that

(Promise, I like it like that) promise, I like it like that

(Promise, I like it like-) promise, I-

I let him know why I hit him up again, uh

Old friends, smoke what we used to pass

Conversation with dirty needles in your skin

I'm 'bout to crash with the people that you had

Promise I like it like that

(Promise, I like it like that) promise, I like it like that

(Promise, I like it like that) promise, I like it like that

(Promise, I like it like that) promise, I like it like that

(Promise, I like it like that) promise, I like it like-

Promise, I like it like that

(Promise, I like it-) promise, I like it like that

(Promise, I like it-) promise, I like it like that

(Promise, I like it-) promise, I-

J-

We showed up to the party stumbling just to say what's up

I only like you 'cause my plus-one does

If I die tomorrow, know I did too much

Baby, let me know when you had it like that

(Promise, I like it like that) promise, I like it like that

(Promise, I like it like that) promise, I like it like that

(Promise, I like it like that) it pays enough, so focus now

(Promise, I like it like that) boost your ego up, they turn your volume down

(Promise, I like it like that) promise, I like it like that

(Promise, I like it like that) they turn your volume down

(Promise, I like it like that) promise, I like it like that

(Promise, I like it like that)

I'ma tell my friends, tell your baby we all going out sad

F-f-fuckin' on dreams I had

L-lights turn off, feel the time tick on my back

(Promise, I like it like-) oh, promise, I like it like that

Promise, I like it like-

Promise, I like it like-

This song is fucking- (match point)

Yeah

J-Jane

I might leave the city, I still run this town (allez, allez)

Tell your friends and your baby, we all going down (down)

I still bite my tongue when I let you drown

Feelings and that bottle, we both underwater (new world record)

I'ma write this off 'cause I'm your fucking brother

I say grace to poison, sorry to my mother

I got the plate hot, 'cause we fucked up now

I got the plate hot, 'cause we fucked up now