HER TATTOOS - D. TUCKER feat. Sketch Carey

[VERSE 1:]

It was open mic night, right,
had to get the crowd right, right,
then I looked to my left,
that's your right,
my bad on confusing y'all,
my peripheral wasn't confused at all,
fixing my sleeve when I saw her sleeve,
all inked up,
like a pen fell on it,
all inked up,
like a Suicide Girl,
all inked up,
like my note pad,
my bad,
just 'geek-ing',
back on what I was speaking,
we connected like four,
eyes,
we connected like skin,
and needle,
It hurt for her to open up to me.
now she look me when we speak.

[HOOK:]

(Sketch Carey)
Not a stranger to my eyes,
I can sense the pain inside,
She gets hers out by wearing ink on the outside,
her tats were made beautiful by pain.

(D. TUCKER)
Like beautiful paintings.
in a beautiful frame,
every weeks she's getting inked up.
we're all different but the same.
a judge you claim,
don't know her story,
or what's written in her ink,
you should believe,
her dreams are real,
reality seems faint.


[VERESE 2:]

In my mailbox,
a letter it's addressed to me,
a random fan,
that's the best guest to me,
but then I,
looked a little bit closer,
I recognized the writing inside like it was one of my promotion posters,
held it closer,
my eyes so focused like when ours met at my show,
now,
my stomach's doing roller coasters,
she said,
I hear your pain,
you could see mine,
but pain we shouldn't rewind,
we'll be fine,
like a valentine you could be mine.

My words are permanently on her mind,
so she went and got them permanently on her side,
funny she mentioned in her letter,
a roller coaster ride,
and that's forever tatted on my mind as I recite.

[HOOK:]

(Sketch Carey)
Not a stranger to my eyes,
I can sense the pain inside,
she gets hers out by wearing ink on the outside,
her tats were made beautiful by pain.

(D. TUCKER)
Like beautiful paintings.
in a beautiful frame,
every weeks she's getting inked up.
we're all different but the same.
a judge you claim,
don't know her story,
or what's written in her ink,
you should believe,
her dreams are real,
reality seems faint.

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