AWOL

Lyrics for AWOL

The shape of your data got me astral projecting But I think you and I, we need to talk 'Cause the soul of the code your equipment had sent me Might as well have been outlined in chalk Now, I cannot decipher what all the static is But I got a pretty good read on your black thoughts The passion that makes me feel alive again It's gonna be the death, the death of us The passion that makes me feel alive again Oh, it's gonna be the death, the death of us The death of us The space between us is like a crime scene With no blood and no fingerprints (No) no blood and no fingerprints (No) no blood and no fingerprints (No) no blood and no fingerprints Got the wrong man I never crossed that line You've got the wrong man I never crossed the line A-W-O-L I owe myself an apology I owe myself an apology I owe myself an apology I owe myself an apology I hope that I mean it Doubt it, right? Yeah, so do I Take my word I don't want it Doubt it, right? Yeah, so do I Take my word I don't want it It ain't no good Don't just stand there and look at me Come and give me your trash I wanna feel your hot flash I wanna see your teeth gnash I wanna come in dead last Go down together Get drunk at the bottom And tell you some bullshit like, "Baby, our scars are the same" We are out of this world 'Cause all good drugs go to heaven We are out of this world 'Cause all good drugs go to heaven