33 lyrics for "I'm calling out"
Get my Maybach washed at the studio I'm passing out xans to the groupie hoes I got five on a Lamb' like Coolio Multi-million, now I'm hanging with the shooters tho Yeah, bust downs, got a few of those Yeah, bitch stop calling my phone up, I'm in the
PlayAll the voices in my mind Calling out across the line (I saw scars upon her) Calling out across the line (tell me when it kicks in) Calling out across the line (broken hearted) So tell me when it kicks in How'd I get so faded If you loved me how'd you
PlayI'm on my way Because I've got a thing about seeing my grandson grow 'Cause while my blood's still warm and my mind doesn't matter Wish I could watch them jumping round, calling names Kicking cans and playing tag, hide in every place Wish I could see
PlayWe've had enough Is there even anything left to explain? (We've had enough) Am I really someone you need to restrain? (We've had enough) Can't you listen to what we have to say? (We've had enough) I'm calling out Only echoes respond But I scream 'til my
PlayWhere do broken hearts go? Now I'm searching every lonely place Every corner calling out your name Tryna find you but I just don't know Yeah, it took me some time but I figured out How to fix up a heart that I let down Or are you giving it to someone
PlayToo much, too late So much to say Turn you away I know I shouldn't be calling About the way that I'm falling 'cause I (Doom da da dadoom) Am I? Now I'm wondering if I am (Doom da da dadoom)
PlayI hit the ground and I'm still running but I need a place to stay tonight, I swear I'll be gone in the morning I just need somewhere warm to close my eyes Can you hear the desperate cries that are calling out your name? Twisting your arms, holding out
Play(Holding on for your call) It's a different kind of danger 'Cause I'm gonna be free and I'm gonna be fine And the bells are ringing out And I'm calling for my mother As I pull the pillars down And my feet are spinning around Never knew I was a dancer
PlayBut I told you so I hate that it didn't work out this time I was getting kinda used to calling you mine Now you're gone for good I wanted you to prove me wrong And I hate to say that I told you so (told you so) All the nights, and the fights 'Til we
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