Summers End - Intellectual

[Chorus: LosingLucid]

The summer ends, the night begins

I'm holding on a different story

I'm not upset, I'm just a mess

Before you go, can I get a sorry?

I don't why it's like this

Hold me close

Can I get one more kiss?

Girl don't pull me to the edge, I don't want none of that

I've been saving all my sins for a couple racks

Maybe you'll go stacks

I don't wanna double cup if you ain't having none of that, Trish

Double rich machine, she wanted none of it

Ice pack cold, soon you're fucking rich

She only want me while we're sitting in our spaceship

Fuck with me bitch, we be doing outer space shit

If you want to talk about them problems, then go on ahead

I can see you wanted love, but don't know when you want it to end

Oh no, please let it all by, you fine

Cope, bitch

Couldn't laugh it off

Always like this, you so trifling I swear to god