I wasn’t like Daddy Put your best in me– You’re not sleeping in it are you?

What about a Sleepybag I can’t see my head

You told me you were Lightheaded

What comes over me is a light feeling you can’t control

Y’all live so close to the Headlight for real [Head near top of Bed]

Completely want to feel that ghost or that connection

What can I help you out with? It’s kinda getting too dark.

Even your Book has some lonely hours

And you gotta leave a lonely lesson

I am unsure I mean you’re coming back to haunt me