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Soft Like That lyrics
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Verse 1
Six forty seven, white tile floor Steam on the mirror, hand on the door Sunday slow, the world can wait Cotton on shoulders, the kind that's safe Pulling my hair back, towel still warm Not what I planned, just what got formed And the light through the curtain says hey, you're okay You don't have to earn it, just stay
Pre-chorus
And the water knows my name Like it remembers everything Every doubt I tried to wear Goes down the drain, goes down the drain
Chorus
Soft like that, soft like Sunday Soft like a hand that don't have to say I'm enough, I'm enough, I'm already enough Soft like that, soft like that
Post-chorus
Already enough, already enough
Verse 2
Heard my daughter say mom, you up? I said almost baby, give me one cup Look in the mirror and the woman I see Don't apologize for taking her three minutes Skin remembers what the world forgot That tender ain't weakness, it's everything we got And I'm not the version they tried to sell I'm the one who came home to herself
Pre-chorus
And the water knows my name Like it remembers everything Every doubt I tried to wear Goes down the drain, goes down the drain
Chorus
Soft like that, soft like Sunday Soft like a hand that don't have to say I'm enough, I'm enough, I'm already enough Soft like that, soft like that
Bridge
They told me beautiful was a finish line But I was beautiful at six forty seven Hair wet, eyes tired, holding a towel I was already there I was already her soft like that
Chorus
Soft like that, soft like Sunday Soft like a hand that don't have to say I'm enough, I'm enough, I'm already enough Soft like that, soft like Sunday Soft like the morning when the sun decides to stay I'm enough, I'm enough, I'm already enough Soft like that, soft like that
Outro
Soft like that.
Inside the recording
Six forty seven, white tile floor Steam on the mirror, hand on the door
And the water knows my name Like it remembers everything
Soft like that.
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