Ozzy Apollo - EGO (with J.D.) Lyrics

Bittersweet
Bittersweet
If you need me for the moment I’ll be on time
Said I’m in it now for a long time
Bittersweet
Bittersweet
Off on a natural charge, bon voyage
Right hand to God
I’m bleeding right through the gauze
Stay writing songs in order to right my wrongs
On border like I’m appalled to order the restaurant
When you buy what I buy you become the confidant
The plug call you a don and love selling you blonde
But I’m good on that, got a brunette bringing ounces
Said she depressed
Well I confess I’m a counselor
Shit I’m possessed, I got the strength to move mountains
Now she impressed, I leave her vexed in my outfit
She a bad bitch, with no passport
And an OnlyFans this the shit you ask for
Jumping on the glass floor, crack it like a backboard
Fucking in the car and we do it to my tracks, boy
Big head in my ego
I used to not commit cuz I know that love is evil
But I gotta admit que yo quiero estar contigo
You got me convinced you ain’t like these other people
Never saw you as an equal but I knew that you were lethal
The memories burn now with the sour diesel
Bittersweet
Bittersweet
When you hop back in ya car
Drive back to my crib, run back to my arms
Her new guy never saw the alarm
When he pleads and he calls but she got him on pause
And I got you on fours when you crawl on my floor
Let it clap like I need an applause
Then you run through the halls when you look through my calls
Like you didn’t know what this was
The truth is we both stuck
Trippin over people that we know we won’t fuck
You drive home text on ya phone; it’s over
But I know you just want me closer
Can’t keep composure
Go tell your friends this is the last time
And “not the same thing you said last time”
And not the same thing you said last time
And not the same thing you said last time

Bittersweet
Bittersweet
If you need me for the moment I’ll be on time
Said I’m in it now for a long time
Bittersweet
Bittersweet
Off on a natural charge, bon voyage
Right hand to God
I’m bleeding right through the gauze
Stay writing songs in order to right my wrongs
On border like I’m appalled to order the restaurant
When you buy what I buy you become the confidant
The plug call you a don and love selling you blonde
But I’m good on that, got a brunette bringing ounces
Said she depressed
Well I confess I’m a counselor
Shit I’m possessed, I got the strength to move mountains
Now she impressed, I leave her vexed in my outfit
She a bad bitch, with no passport
And an OnlyFans this the shit you ask for
Jumping on the glass floor, crack it like a backboard
Fucking in the car and we do it to my tracks, boy
Big head in my ego
I used to not commit cuz I know that love is evil
But I gotta admit que yo quiero estar contigo
You got me convinced you ain’t like these other people
Never saw you as an equal but I knew that you were lethal
The memories burn now with the sour diesel
Bittersweet
Bittersweet
When you hop back in ya car
Drive back to my crib, run back to my arms
Her new guy never saw the alarm
When he pleads and he calls but she got him on pause
And I got you on fours when you crawl on my floor
Let it clap like I need an applause
Then you run through the halls when you look through my calls
Like you didn’t know what this was
The truth is we both stuck
Trippin over people that we know we won’t fuck
You drive home text on ya phone; it’s over
But I know you just want me closer
Can’t keep composure
Go tell your friends this is the last time
And “not the same thing you said last time”
And not the same thing you said last time
And not the same thing you said last time