Текст песни Affogato

Mid-flight My engine caught on fire But I stayed in control of the plane Mid-fight Life tried to catch me tired But this is why I stepped in the ring Tryna keep up This is not me harping on a discipline I'm just on the far side of my reckoning It's the little things that keep me going still Going still, like Affogato on a Sunday morning Sweet and heavy, but it gets me going It's too early to tell flight from falling Affogato, and I'm sweet and rolling Waves high My SOS unanswered Man, I could feel the storm on my back Capsized A sailboat with no anchor Man, I was 'bout to shatter like glass Tryna keep up This is not me harping on a discipline I'm just on the far side of my reckoning It's the little things that keep me going still Going still, like Affogato on a Sunday morning Sweet and heavy, but it gets me going It's too early to tell flight from falling Affogato, now I'm sweet and rolling Affogato on a Sunday morning Sweet and heavy, but it gets me going It's too early to tell flight from falling Affogato, now I'm sweet and rolling Oh Oh Oh, oh Affogato on a Sunday morning Sweet and heavy, but it gets me going It's too early to tell flight from falling Affogato, now I'm sweet and rolling Affogato on a Sunday morning Sweet and heavy, but it gets me going It's too early to tell flight from falling Affogato, now I'm sweet and rolling