40OUNCE

Gotta find a way to turn the heat up You been so cold Everyday I feel a little more beat up I’m getting so old I been busy stressing over time, speeding though the signs Things start slipping past me, slipping through my mind I said that I would write it down, but forgot to write it down I keep getting myself lost, I turn up in your lost and found (Pre-Chorus) Take me, lead me, guide me, feed me Hold me, squeeze me, say you need me Write your name on me Make me yours, baby (Chorus) Here in the lost & found There ain’t no one around Just some junk were I sunk and got pinned to the ground My cries into the void they do not make a sound I raise my hand to the surface You grabbed my hand and you burned it (Verse 2) Tried to be more into with the Earth I covered my skin in the dirt When the rain came I thought it would wash it away But now I’m trapped in the mud that I helped create I need your love to wash me (I just need a washing) Let it flow over my soul and get this mud up off me Help me come clean