OthaSoul - Gone missing lyrics

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OthaSoul - Gone missing lyrics

Your mad comforter, go dim every day Suit's grey, get your hair cut on payday Job's going well, who can you tell Well should you let the ground speak Shoes and the bell Buyout the bar with the lots on the Friday Lines and come times back on mine coming our way You got the great walk say the honeys walk Yeah the birds making noise and you say money talks Come back to me You're gone missing Could you come back to me You're gone missing Could you come back to me You're gone missing Could you come back to me You're gone missing Come on, can we address the real issue I didn't wanna say, I confess, we all miss you You got problems 'cause we can a**ist you This ain't a shoulder to cry on over tissue no So, so better listen close We best buds yeah I know you the most You ain't bout this life get out make it snappy I know who this sh** rarely make you happy I told you before this is boring as hell But you're running into work, I got a story to tell I smashed a bad b**h, it was glory as hell I know you 20 times that I don't call me as well You haven't been the same since you lost your girl And your brother's back in jail, that wrecked your whole world To be honest, d** and material all gets ??? and impress, stop the nonsense Come back to me You're gone missing Could you come back to me You're gone missing Could you come back to me You're gone missing Could you come back to me You're gone missing Gone missing, wrong thinking Tried to see, science says gone fishing Now you all about the money The clouds, the flashy things Forgetting who you are is what vanity brings We're your people's mind, we will rid you from the start Move you in the ways But seriously not even a small mention of our name How you came to your reign, nurtured, deflowered And quickly lost the fame We helped you create on stage With develop, the special weapon to your game The effort was plain, not always on the same page But our chapters were paraphrased We're both in dotted lines Of sick music intelligence and ba** decline It's amazing done, ratings kind Change things time So much, allowances for falls is not such Is love cover but you now get done f**ed up Come back to me You're gone missing Could you come back to me You're gone missing Could you come back to me You're gone missing Could you come back to me You're gone missing.