fog° by Florist Mafia

In another life, I could see you in my dreams.
You ripped my heart clean out when you came from underneath me.
And I don’t wanna make more promises, now.
This feelings funny and it’s hard to figure out.

Can I take all the pain out of the afterlife?
A fear of God, Angel dust off of a pocketknife.
Can we just let it go, I’m not feeling right
Hoping you would let me fall into you,
But you changed my whole point of view.
I just wanted a place to call home,
Broken hearts and expired cologne.

• Alternative
• Florist
• RnB
• ambient
• bedroom pop
• lofi
• lofi hiphop
• romantic garbage
• hell