Comadre

our heads are a couple of cases
and i am everything and miserable without you.
three thousand miles can hold so much.
these miles of land.
the land is separation.
how much desperation in between?
like a phone call with no reception,
our heads are a couple of cases
and were so miserable without each other.
cant wait till we
can see the same sunset
at the same time
cant wait till a phone call doesnt mean
three thousand miles.
i think our heads
are a couple of cases.
hit me up, boy, on my celly-cell.
i think our heads
are a couple of cases.
we are the doctors
with all the prescriptions.
cant wait till our appointment comes.
its the only medication.
[ Hit Me Up On My Celly Cell Lyrics ]