Without You - Intellectual

[Hook]

I know just what I gotta do

I just write a song when I think of you

So here it goes, promises, I don't believe in those

Poetry and Prose

And a little champaign, it's how I get through my damn days

It's a little tougher without you

Said she found me on the hype machine

Not as on as I'd like be, yet

But she still wanted a bite of me

Girl, future so frightening

And it was when you mix love with funds and drugs, it's all blow up

Uh, it went down in the club, bad memories

Crazy ass bitch, search for remedies

You say it's always bitter sweet when I come round'

And one thing about the high is you come down

Shit might get crazy, but it's fun now

It's fun now, tell me is it fun now?

I just want to smoke and drink until the sun's out

And when it's night, that's when the real you comes out

I might have been too strung out to recall, but I feel like I remember it all

I only write this cause I got it bad

My emotions, man they not intact

It's a wrap, I'm fine with that

It's one thing to admit you're wrong and another to accept it

Another just to brush it off and hope to just neglect it

And if I said some fucked up shit, I probably never meant it

We gettin' faded, emotions are flying', how could you hold me to things that I'm saying'

You know that I'm anxious, I know I can't chase this

If I said I ain't trying, I'd be lying

But you can't win them all, it's whatever I'm just trying to do it better next time