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作词 : Connor Woodland |
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作曲 : Connor Woodland |
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So what does this say about me, what does this say about them |
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Pushing back and forth, maybe i never had any friends |
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Stabbed in the back again by you, and i'm left on ground just rotting |
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Gnawing, grinding, on my insides, breaking bones until i'm fabricated |
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In your head i'm the ghost that host these problems inside your bedroom walls |
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Of your apartment, cracks in the floor, open up you start to fall |
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Addicted you shifted, moods, everything changes again with you |
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Skidding tires on the mountain roads, everything just starts to flip |
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I lost my mental state back then, i need to come up grind again |
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Cus i know everything will work out, not gonna flex cus i haven't got much now |
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Whats the point of talking about you having money when you don't |
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Whats the point of talking about these bitches when your alone |
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Your a ****ing fake, you only hitting up when you want something from me |
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Iike studio time, recording all these beats yeah not for free |
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I remember when we first met you were calling me up saying that you needed me |
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Didn't last long man, cus every time you where ****ed up on md |
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Sick of you, sick of them, sick of these drugs, sick of all my friends |
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Cut most of them off anyway |
