Rise Florida and Little One

If I bleed for the silver and diamonds
Will I get to sleep alone
Will I get to sleep alone, I'm going home
Kiss the wife goodnight
Put the kid to bed, so I can think about breathing again
I left my blood at your front door, so
I get to sleep alone and place a stamp on my heart, send me away (I'm fine) so,
I get to sleep alone and place a stamp on my heart and send me away
I look good to you like sex on the sand
Like flowers in hand
I feel God slipping away
Bye-bye little one, I loved Mommy
A little too much
Florida and rum taste better than a family will
If I sleep alone, If I sleep alone then I'm going home