Armor - Tricky, Terra Lopez of Rituals of Mine

Baby girl told me you don’t know that shit

Some girl don’t own that shit

Gonna wrap my legs and hide around it

Till the armor, it can not be

Baby girl told me you don’t know that shit

Some girl don’t own that shit

Gonna wrap my legs and hide around it

Till you can not feel this bitch

How strange, how strange it is to love

How strange, how strange it is to love

I’m tired of thinking 'bout you

I’m tired of thinking 'bout you

I’m tired of thinking 'bout you

I’m tired

Baby girl told me you don’t know that shit

Some girl don’t own that shit

Gonna wrap my legs and hide around it

Till I’m gone and I can not quit

Aren’t you tired of losing your limbs?

Aren’t you tired of thinking 'bout them?

Gonna wrap my legs and hide around it

Till I’m gone and I can not here

How strange, how strange it is to love

How strange, how strange it is to love

I’m tired of thinking 'bout you

I’m tired of thinking 'bout you

I’m tired of thinking 'bout you

I’m tired

I’m tired of thinking 'bout you

I’m tired of thinking 'bout you

Oh, I’m tired of thinking 'bout you

I’m tired