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作词 : Winston Lucas |
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作曲 : Winston Lucas |
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Hours spent alone, it's my life i waste |
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Pictures on my phone, fxckin on your waist |
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Echoes of your moans, and ripped lingerie |
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Seems to fill this space |
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And this space that we had |
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My feelings were true, yours better left unsaid |
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Fxckin leave it to you, whispering them in my bed |
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I know i'm a man but my heart still beats red |
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Goin back to the nights on your silk pillow case |
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Where the sweat was drippin off of your face |
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That's all i seem to dream about these days |
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I'm sick of all these songs i write about you |
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I'm tired of seeing your in face in the pain i go through |
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I'm too weak to keep holding onto you |
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I meant nothing to you |
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I meant nothing to you |
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If time can heal these wounds |
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She can burry you with her too |
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I meant nothing to you |
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I meant nothing to you |
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If i see your ghost in my room |
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Do i haunt you too |
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I meant nothing to you |