The Windmill (Piano Instrumental) - Elisabeth Mae James

Yo these lights are out, man But i can probably still record today 'Cause your boys' got that "Yung God" in his lungs and shit (Intro) Windmill, windmill why so slow? First we get high then we get low The quicker you turn, the faster I go I just want to know Move a little bit Show me you can move a little bit I really, really want you I used to run a race against a ghost, until I stopped I used to run a race against myself, I always lost And I always had to watch, but now I keep it simple Never felt the love like i won that winbow Dean of the shit, youre a pawn of this shit I dont really care about you, carry on with your shit We need bond in this bitch, gettin' on in this bitch My sister growin up to fast, bonds gettin' lit, Shit Windmill, windmill why so slow? First we get high then we get low The quicker you turn, the faster I go I just want to know I swear you came around too often I thought you were off him I think I just fell, and Im lost then Now you just tryna play with me What the fuck kinda game is this? What the fuck kinda game is this? One, two, three, four Show me that you want more Windmill, windmill why so slow? First we get high then we get low The quicker you turn, the faster I go I just want to know Windmill, windmill why so slow? First we get high then we get low The quicker you turn, the faster I go I just want to know Out here livin', out here breathin' No cuts on my wrists, I got my freedom I can just...(have no idea what hes sayin) Just live, live, live 'Cause its boss coversation with my dad sippin' tequila Talkin 'bout life, it doesnt get much realaaah'