Ces Cru, Liz Suwandi - Daydream lyrics

I could tell you this
But you know it goes without saying
So I reminisce and all my
Thoughts just keep on playing
I don’t wanna think about this
There’s some other kind of daydream
So fall away with me

This is a love song, this is for all y’all
Who shower us with your loving
And make it all possible
I’m trying to put into words
But I can’t explain i think I got it in me
The shit is not in my brain
I’m smoking, maintaining, praying
Saying amen’s staying, why you think of
Me they aren’t playing
Came in, new to it, knew it
Might have pop in advance by the stop
Should I guess they like it a lot
And the shit’s cray’, my girl making tets me
I told her about all the dismay
She said holla at me
You always walk around this way
I think about dropping everything
Going to fuck where my time is so short and
I can’t afford to go fuck
Whether is week for a minute
But on a flip it is just bitter
I’d like a real conversation with her
Be like fuck Twitter
We hardly know each other from Adam
And having time to have the time
To spend is too much to fathem, it’s like

I can tell you this
But there’s nothing left to say
Caught up in yesterday
All my thoughts swept away
Look at the mess we made, girl
You made a mess of me
Searching for the rest of me
Got me up in Sesame
Uh, I’m reminiscing this rhythm by my memory
They can’t decide whether we
Are civilized or enemies
Now I’m just killing time
Maybe time’s killing me
Stealing all my energy
The way I’m tired of feeling weak
Nothing is real it seems
Struggle with reality
Still I dream a little dream
Stuck in analogies
I feel like you’re haunting me
Wonder what you want with me
Cauterize my wound but find you
On my mind constantly
Sign a signal song to me, mellow melody
Harmonizing with another fellow
Hello jealousy
You’re telling me you love me
Call me up to play with me
I’m lost and feeling crazy till the
Day you fall away with me

This is a love song and y’all deserve one
In pinning this I couldn’t tell
You where the word’s from
I understand we inspire you, motherfuckers
The fellas hopping and picking the
Bitches just wanna touch us
Fuck this, wrong rhythm, fuck it
I’m with him
I’m trying to make a friendly gefund of this
I’ll get him
They got the day and work my due
Be street text me
Told me he was getting wavy ‘bout
To roll up a freshy
I found you funny, he was using the slang
I text him back
I be doing it big and keeping it strange
Funny thing about it is I
Was working the double
About to bubble, swearing, about to bubble
Second half of the double
Feeling like my days are numbered
Doing this is the shit, it’s in the pockets
Some people want me to ruin it
I’m too in tune with it
Flying over the fucking moon with it
And I'mma share replaint with the mermaid
And promise soon is it