Baby Bubblegum - Malaki, Matthew Harris

Spitting blood

I’m sick of love

This liquors rough

I’ve had enough

I’m done with trust

I doubled up

The troubled young

I’m troublesome

My trouble runs

Babybels and bubblegum

My baby bells

But brothers run

Spitting blood

I’m sick of love

This liquors rough

I’ve had enough

I’m done with trust

I doubled up

The troubled young

I’m troublesome

My trouble runs

Babybels and bubblegum

My baby bells

But brothers run

To tell you the truth I’m obtuse

She acute

But mind you

Take it from a different angle

A white tooth

Doesn’t always mean a smile through

The blind truth

Ignorance is bliss

Well I’m blissfully ignorant

Act the child

Then you missed what you were living in

Acting all intimate

I wasn’t your man just a participant

Rolling joints in the hand

While she’s fiddling his ligaments

Vigilant

Trying to read her but I was illiterate

She made me need her like i was impotent

In a sense

My common sense

Was on the fence

And she was off the wall

Double denim rocking vans

It was all mad hatters

Alice in Wonderland

With another man

She was hearing wedding bands

Well i was hearing other plans

I need a second hand

Smoke

To feel like I’m a part of something

Partly running through your mind

Now I’m paralysed

A pair of eyes

I memorised

Just to find out I was blind

Now I’m

Spitting blood

I’m sick of love

This liquors rough

I’ve had enough

I’m done with trust

I doubled up

The troubled young

I’m troublesome

My trouble runs

Babybels and bubblegum

My baby bells

But brothers run

Spitting blood

I’m sick of love

This liquors rough

I’ve had enough

I’m done with trust

I doubled up

The troubled young

I’m troublesome

My trouble runs

Babybels and bubblegum

My baby bells

But brothers run

Missalettes and cigarettes

My sister’s stressed

'Cause I never text

Perplexed I go and check

What’s next

Had my belly wrecked

As my belly pressed against her chest

I could smell deceit amongst her breath

Regret at ever step

Practicing safe sex had me strapping in my belt

I saw hickeys on her neck

I would melt between her fingers

As it hits me I don’t let it

So I ring her

Know it’s risky

But I told her that I’d meet her

Choke my words like whiskey by the litre

I just need her

Or at least I needed

Planted roots without a seedling

Staring

Tearing

Caring thoughts up on the ceiling

Upon concealing

I was dreaming in heathens

Purgatory

You heard the story

But don’t adore me

This love has tore me

And torn me

From friends and ends

I press the pen

'Till I’m independent

My pen dents

I was dependent

But then again

I was descending from heaven

Into the arms of depression

No question I was stressing

Obsessions

I’ve learned my lessons

Guess next time I’m bit should spit out the venom

Now I’m

Spitting blood

I’m sick of love

This liquors rough

I’ve had enough

I’m done with trust

I doubled up

The troubled young

I’m troublesome

My trouble runs

Babybels and bubblegum

My baby bells

But brothers run

Spitting blood

I’m sick of love

This liquors rough

I’ve had enough

I’m done with trust

I doubled up

The troubled young

I’m troublesome

My trouble runs

Babybels and bubblegum

My baby bells

But brothers run

When the blood stops

There’s a quickening

A sickening thought has you lingering

Now you’re tongue-tied

With your eyes wide

Never thought she’d hit you on your blindside

When the blood stops

There’s a quickening

A sickening thought has you lingering

Now you’re tongue-tied

With your eyes wide

Never thought she’d hit you on your blindside

When the blood stops

There’s a quickening

A sickening thought has you lingering

Now you’re tongue-tied

With your eyes wide

Never thought she’d hit you on your blindside

When the blood stops

There’s a quickening

A sickening thought has you lingering

Now you’re tongue-tied

With your eyes wide

Never thought she’d hit you on your blindside