Sorrows
Bryson Tiller
3:14Yeah, yeah, I can't figure out If you're even still here with me Love me by your wrong discretion There's no such thing as perfection But we–, but we like the idea I was–, I was in a blur, but I see things clear now You, you, you was in the front, but you're in my rear now Which way do I steer now? I need me some time I need peace of mind I need peace, peace, peace I need me sometimes I need peace of mind I need, I need peace, peace, peace I need peace of mind (yeah) I need – sometimes I need, I need peace, peace, peace Just give me some time Give me peace of mind, oh Peace, peace, peace