Dominic Fike

Small Town


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If I pull the thread, she spins around until there's nothing left
What goes up must go left, at least one time, so don't have no regrets
I'ma keep you close, just let me go whenever I need you most
And move away and change your name and hide inside

Small town base New Orleans
Her place smelled like steak and coffee
Bounced up like rays a water
Stayed up real late just talking

Brown skin like Vince and Reggie
Your tattoos are a distant memory
But that was not your best decision
'Cause I liked you better with 'em
You-ou

If I pull a thread, she strings me along 'til I run out of gas
No good man finished last
But I'm already here, man, that was fast
These city limits are so close together. but I still miss you
And if you grab my thread, begin to pull, I'll be an empty spool

Flower child on bare elements with caramel skin
Just like Vince and Reggie, even though you only ten percent
I was not your best decision, you'd be dumb to think me yours
So change your name and hide your face
In a little corner

Small town base New Orleans
Her place smelled like steak and coffee
Bounced up like rays a water
Stayed up real late just talking

Brown skin like Vince and Reggie
Your tattoos are a distant memory
But that was not your best decision
'Cause I liked you better with 'em
Ooh, ooh

Give me substance not for love
Tell me if I'm doing too much
Maybe I can meet you there
Halfway
I can be you this time

Give me substance not for love
Tell me if I'm doing too much
Maybe I can meet you there, oh, oh
Halfway
I can be you this time, oh