Material Things
Yeah I
I don't think I should love you
Cause it might hurt too much
If anything i did trust you
But you're still losing touch
I can feel you're splinters
I feel you shiver when i touch
You my sickening my remedy
I fell for you you tear in me
But I don't mind
No baby I don't mind
And I got guap in my pocket
So I'm tryna take you shopping
Because material things are the thing that fill the void