Pull of the Light (feat. Eivør) - Bear McCreary

Something's leaving me behind It's just a feeling in my mind What was it you always said? We're connected by a thread If we're ever far apart I'll still feel the pull of you I know, I get it, I'm either at the bottom of a well Or spinning into somebody's outdoor glass furniture Is this how I lose it? Everything at once? Carried to space by a dolphin balloon? Whatever magical thinking you need to hang around your neck, right? Maybe we'll end up the ones who eat chocolate chip pancakes Next to a charity swimming pool The next time I'll see you will probably be in some quote unquote Upscale tropical funeral, I dreamed that's what Nina Simone said to her lover John Maybe we'll talk it out inside a car With rain falling around us We all know this rain is hard to take I know I can get attached and then unattached To my own versions of others My view of you comes back and drops away It's just that I'm still here And there's still everything you don't know Oh how often I dream about you You don't know how I need you You got me all wrong If I said I was sorry for always being underwater, would you stay? You can take me There's no difference between you and me Tell me what you would say if I said that to you I get you You're not like anything Do you hear me? Just be here Don't let me get in the way of you finding everything What was it? The story you told me? Why am I so hard to be around? Here at the approach of the end of everything Sometimes I don't think I'm really around here half the time Sometimes I don't think I'm really around here at all Sometimes I don't think I'm really around here half the time Sometimes I don't think I'm really around here at all Something's leaving me behind It's just a feeling in my mind What was is it you always said? We're connected by a thread If we ever get far apart I'll still feel the pull of you

When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane Your bitch on my line, she hit me every day 'Bout them dollar signs, always getting paid Bad bitch in New York, bad bitch in L.A. Said I gotta go, she want me to stay By the pound, bitch, I blow it by the pound 'Specially when I'm outta town Ain't my gang? You not allowed Get a chick and lock her down Ain't hot, think we got it now Your bitch in the lost and found Started small, we bossing now Not a sound She wan' smoke my dope, ayy Let her smoke my dope, ayy Fuck her in her ghost, yeah Pull off in a Ghost, yeah I don't know 'bout you, yeah One thing that I know, ayy That I got the dough, yeah That I got the dough, ayy When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane Money in the bank, money in the safe Got my business straight, now I'm switching states (Now I'm switching states) Now I'm shining on em, now I win the race Now these bitches chase, now these niggas hate But these chips I chase (but these chips I chase) Gas in my joint, gas in my tank Hit it once, hyperventilate (hyperventilate) I do what I want, fuck what they say What you think? Bitch, it's Taylor Gang She wan' smoke my dope, ayy Let her smoke my dope, ayy Fuck her in her ghost, yeah Pull off in a Ghost, yeah I don't know 'bout you, yeah One thing that I know, ayy That I got the dough, yeah That I got the dough, ayy When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane

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