Yellow (feat. Beto)

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Ambynt

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So it's 1 AM again
And you make me feel like Glenn
When my eyes pop out
When I see you once again
I go crazy over you
And I can't figure out why
Peace sign when you say "hi" (Hi!)
Blush with the pale makes me so shy
Prom dress, black tie
It was all yellow
Like the bright sky
Through a Polaroid picture
The thought of losing you
Makes me feel sicker
Than a baseball pitcher
With vertigo
In this afterglow
I don't know
Where I want this to go
Sorry we sat side by side
But I guess I'll never know
What it's like to hold your hand
(What it's like to hold your hand
Bet it would be grand)
Bet it would be grand
So you like Marx
Well, I like to choose my shoes
I don't watch the news
I don't sing the blues
I sure as hell
Don't hang with your crews
But I'll give them a chance
Most times when I think of you
I think of your smile
Most times when I think of you
I think of your smile
Most times when I think of you
I think of your smile
Most times when I think of you
I think of your smile
Phone call, Moshi Moshi
Hello? You look my favorite color yellow
But she act like she don’t know me
My ragdoll body tossed around when she throw me
Tossed to the side but inside my one and only
My green thumb blister, first time that I kissed her
Now I got notches in my belt, no idea how it felt, man
But that's embarrassing, I act so carelessly
I tried to wing it but I crashed and burned fearlessly
Can’t take me seriously? Yeah me neither
Can’t say that I blame you
Could never say that I hate you
Could never get my shit together
But now, I’m doing better
It’s too late, you’re on a different adventure, yeah
You’re on your own path, I couldn't keep up with that
I thought steady wins the race
But no medal for last place
Stumbling behind with the tomato red face
Still dreaming of that kiss I wonder how would it taste
Strawberry lipgloss, socks with the Birkenstock’s
My eyes crisscrossed, my fantasies pish posh
The signal's so wish wash
I got headaches from the bloodloss
She got me upside-down, so turned around
Now that’s the pitfall
Couple scrapes on my knees
But that didn’t mean a thing
I get back up, I try again, climbing back in the ring
I’m wrestling with all my feelings
All my demons you conceive
That kinda stuff you never see
Under the surface where they breed
A pumpkin-sized mustard seed
To describe my insecurity
My lack of faith, man what could you mean
Boy, that’s so absurd you see
You say that you believe
But every time she comes around
You do nothing but freeze, and at this moment that's me
Our eyes lock and the temperature drops
By a hundred degrees
And then the call drops
And then I fall to my knees
I tried my best but this is it
Love is not a guarantee, you see

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