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Nearby (feat. Burgess) Video (MV)




Performed By: XIX
Language: English
Length: 3:41
Written by: XIX, Nathan Carbaugh




XIX - Nearby (feat. Burgess) Lyrics




I say, I want you
I hope that, You want me
Not too cute, but I'm funny
And you're nearby, so what we gon' do?
What we gon' do?
I say, I want you
I hope that, You want me
Not too cute, but I'm funny
And you're nearby, so what we gon' do?
What we gon' do?

Your the, peanut butter to my jelly
The, remote to my telly
The, good food in my belly
The, sandwich to my deli
The, chemo to my cancer
The beat drop to my dancer
The airflow under my wings
The campfire to my camper

And at your body I might take a gander
No mountain, make her squirt no fountain
Make her love, no doubting, I'mma make her feel astounding
Butterflies in my gut there must be like a thousand, on God
What have you done to me
I like your company
You can count on me, like one two three, I want to be...
Yours
Maybe that's what I'll be for Halloween
More like Christmas, cause you're a gift, I wish you'd follow me...
Back
Man that's wack, Can't find your heart without that map
Get butterflies when I make her laugh I say that honestly
Spend time with her I don't want back, I do it constantly
Can't see your face with no snap back, I wish you'd... respond to me

I mean, I messaged her like an hour ago and she still hasn't even opened it but
I'm probably just tripping, she's probably just busy or some shit, I don't know, shit

I say, I want you
I hope that, You want me
Not too cute, but I'm funny
And you're nearby, so what we gon' do?
What we gon' do?

Your the, peanut butter to my jelly
The, remote to my tele
The, good food in my belly
The, sandwich to my deli
The, chemo to my cancer
The beat drop to my dancer
The airflow under my wings
The campfire to my camper

Phone goes bling and I know who it is, ah
It's you on the other side, you are the butterfly
Me over other guys, that make me your pimp?
No disrespect, So I guess I'll watch my lip
But girl you've gone and changed me for the better
I just wanna tell you how, You make me wanna settle down
No more games I won't mess around
She's a queen with a petaled crown
She make me do things I don't usually do, I find that quite beautiful
I might just make that move on you, I feel like I'm in a movie too, woah
Lights, camera, I'm off script, but you got me whipped so hard, ah
How you gonna make me feel like this, my skin is full of scars
Took my icy heart and thawed it
Oh my god you restored it
Now I'm knocking on your door and, I hope you don't go ignore it

I say, I want you, I hope that, you want me,
Not too cute but I'm Yo it's a good thing I'm funny bro, like for real
I feel like that gets me like, two extra points of hotness
And I'm only at like a four so...

I say, I want you
I hope that, You want me
Not too cute, but I'm funny
And you're nearby, so what we gon' do?
What we gon' do?

Your the, peanut butter to my jelly
The, remote to my tele
The, good food in my belly
The, sandwich to my deli
The, chemo to my cancer
The beat drop to my dancer
The airflow under my wings
The campfire to my camper
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English

I say, I want you
I hope that, You want me
Not too cute, but I'm funny
And you're nearby, so what we gon' do?
What we gon' do?
I say, I want you
I hope that, You want me
Not too cute, but I'm funny
And you're nearby, so what we gon' do?
What we gon' do?

Your the, peanut butter to my jelly
The, remote to my telly
The, good food in my belly
The, sandwich to my deli
The, chemo to my cancer
The beat drop to my dancer
The airflow under my wings
The campfire to my camper

And at your body I might take a gander
No mountain, make her squirt no fountain
Make her love, no doubting, I'mma make her feel astounding
Butterflies in my gut there must be like a thousand, on God
What have you done to me
I like your company
You can count on me, like one two three, I want to be...
Yours
Maybe that's what I'll be for Halloween
More like Christmas, cause you're a gift, I wish you'd follow me...
Back
Man that's wack, Can't find your heart without that map
Get butterflies when I make her laugh I say that honestly
Spend time with her I don't want back, I do it constantly
Can't see your face with no snap back, I wish you'd... respond to me

I mean, I messaged her like an hour ago and she still hasn't even opened it but
I'm probably just tripping, she's probably just busy or some shit, I don't know, shit

I say, I want you
I hope that, You want me
Not too cute, but I'm funny
And you're nearby, so what we gon' do?
What we gon' do?

Your the, peanut butter to my jelly
The, remote to my tele
The, good food in my belly
The, sandwich to my deli
The, chemo to my cancer
The beat drop to my dancer
The airflow under my wings
The campfire to my camper

Phone goes bling and I know who it is, ah
It's you on the other side, you are the butterfly
Me over other guys, that make me your pimp?
No disrespect, So I guess I'll watch my lip
But girl you've gone and changed me for the better
I just wanna tell you how, You make me wanna settle down
No more games I won't mess around
She's a queen with a petaled crown
She make me do things I don't usually do, I find that quite beautiful
I might just make that move on you, I feel like I'm in a movie too, woah
Lights, camera, I'm off script, but you got me whipped so hard, ah
How you gonna make me feel like this, my skin is full of scars
Took my icy heart and thawed it
Oh my god you restored it
Now I'm knocking on your door and, I hope you don't go ignore it

I say, I want you, I hope that, you want me,
Not too cute but I'm Yo it's a good thing I'm funny bro, like for real
I feel like that gets me like, two extra points of hotness
And I'm only at like a four so...

I say, I want you
I hope that, You want me
Not too cute, but I'm funny
And you're nearby, so what we gon' do?
What we gon' do?

Your the, peanut butter to my jelly
The, remote to my tele
The, good food in my belly
The, sandwich to my deli
The, chemo to my cancer
The beat drop to my dancer
The airflow under my wings
The campfire to my camper
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Writer: XIX, Nathan Carbaugh
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