One Week by Figgy Baby

one week, your scent drying on my bedroom sheets
your face fading from my mind. im weak
the sun shine, but the day still bleak
feels like years, but it’s been one week

one week, your scent drying on my bedroom sheets
your face fading from my mind. im weak
the sun shine, but the day still bleak
feels like years, but it’s been one week

one week, your scent drying on my bedroom sheets
your face fading from my mind. im weak
the sun shine, but the day still bleak
feels like years, but it’s been one week

it's been one hell of a week.
the whole world feels like it’s about to collapse
i’m on the verge of crash
and i’ve been hitting your phone
but you ain’t hitting me back

i don’t want to be hurt, but that be making me mad
i know you taking some space
but it feels like running away
why you always shut down when you got something to say
just say it
…but you won’t. you don’t
I have to pry it from your lips and you know

its hard to ask for what you want and that's getting old.
i need someone to hold me down cause it’s getting cold
my venus fly trap, babe. when i approach you close
and the worst part is, i don’t want to let you go, but geez

it ain't the first time done it on repeat
I really love you and wish we could just freeze
have more time to try and fix things
but i don’t think i have it in me after ,

one week, your scent drying on my bedroom sheets
your face fading from my mind. im weak
the sun shine, but the day still bleak
feels like years, but it’s been one week

one week, your scent drying on my bedroom sheets
your face fading from my mind. im weak
the sun shine, but the day still bleak
feels like years, but it’s been one week

one week, your scent drying on my bedroom sheets
your face fading from my mind. im weak
the sun shine, but the day still bleak
feels like years, but it’s been one week

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• indie
• latino
• rapper
• underground
• westcoast
• Los Angeles