Losin Control, Pt. 2 (Explicit) - Russ

Composed by：Russell Vitale

I do

Just come back to me

Just run back to me

Let's love actually I'm unraveling

I feel like I might f**king die

Die

You make me feel alive

I know we have problems

We do

But who doesn't have them too

Too

So I'd rather have them with you

I feel like I might f**king die

Die

You make me feel alive

It's been a couple years since you f**ked this all the way up

Way up

That's what you be sayin' to me yeah I don't give a f**k I'm drunk

I'm drunk

Off a new girl but you pop up time to time

Time

And rewind my mind yeah yeah

Can you tell that I'm conflicted

Can you tell that I'm addicted

Home is where the heart is can you tell that I'm evicted

Drivin' in a Porsche to the next town over

Faded last time let's do the next round sober

Twenty-nine now I was twenty-two back then

Everything changed when the money grew back then

Five seven five life fast like a haiku

You visitin' my past more than I do

Just come back to me

Just run back to me

Let's love actually I'm unraveling

I feel like I might f**king die

Die

You make me feel alive

I know we have problems

We do

But who doesn't have them too

Too

So I'd rather have them with you

I feel like I might f**king die

Die

You make me feel alive

Can't go back to you

I know it's sad it's true

Can't hold you in my arms I'll hold you in my heart

I'm here to let you know I need to let you go

That's not my life no more

This isn't right no more no more

I knew you for a while so it's hard to just cut you off

You off

But I gotta do what's right it ain't fair to the girl I got

I got

So I walk out the door while the tears walk down your face

Face

As you cry out to me

Just come back to me

Just run back to me

Let's love actually I'm unraveling

I feel like I might f**king die

Die

You make me feel alive

I know we have problems

We do

But who doesn't have them too

Too

So I'd rather have them with you

I feel like I might f**king die

Die

You make me feel alive

Woah I'm leaving

Pack up my clothes this evening

Take those back roads I'm speedin'

Back home it's open season

Guess I gotta make a new home

Guess I gotta stop lookin' back and move on

So I need you to let me walk right out of this door for good