Damage 1-naccinucci01

Damage -naccinucci01 flory gotta heat boy ya yeah ah ya yeah ah no more damage my sweet dream is pure i saw an angel you message sent to me won't make it better wit whiskey Saying you would change everything Pull up tonight i might be risky But gal forget the whiskey Don't call my phone Run my race But the damage try to make the pieces fit Together your beautiful It's trill i saw your face in a crowd places And I don't know what to do cause I'll never play your heart she could see from My face that i was Pop pop high I know you pray i don't succeed know every weapon formed against us But as i walk through the valley in the shadow of death was a test to myself I been on this journey alone My heart can't take this damage Can't see it all through the damage But I'm in love wit them both