On The Beat （Album）
Jaill
That's How We Burn
On The Beat （Album） - Jaill
3 A.M. Weeknight
I shot up in bed
Stood up in the kitchen counter
And began banging my head and I finally feel
I'm on the beat
Come taste my take it leave it lifestyle
It's not bested me
Saw things you made
A likeness insane
If you don't like this life well then I guess I understand
the waves That have changed
They're on the beat
They crash until there's no more like this
And your surfboard sleep
Changes they come
Oh so very fast
But the obstacle in love
Watch it every laugh
Whole week in bed
Couldn't move my leg
Angel kept me real well feed yet
Woke me up when I looked dead and I'm rearranged
You're on the beat
I like the steady one could conjure it helps me sleep
Changes they come
Oh so very fast
the But way the real dead