| Oh hey, I miss your face
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| Life been throwing fades, shadows on the lake
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| Oh hey, I’m not okay
|
| 'Sup, like how’s your day? |
| Yeah, I’m doing great
|
| Oh hey, I miss your face
|
| Life been throwing fades, shadows on the lake
|
| Oh hey, I’m not okay
|
| 'Sup, like how’s your day? |
| Yeah, I’m doing great
|
| In the back of your thoughts
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| Like the ghost in your hall
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| I’m the first one to leave
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| You’re the first one to call
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| Hope that table is gone
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| The initials moved on
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| You keep friends for a week
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| Guess a month is too long
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| I bite down on my tongue, you’re always temperamental
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| Scratchin' through my schedule, room never presidential
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| Tell myself to move on, stop being sentimental
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| Back to dabs and liquor, whipping tracks and rentals
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| Say it’s cool, but it’s not
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| Not the type to stir the pot
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| Leave the past, dead to rot
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| You’ve proven that it’s not worth it
|
| Okay cool, oh wait nah
|
| Fisticuffs on the block
|
| Quick to aim, quick to jump
|
| Still the same, you’re still not
|
| Oh hey, I miss your face
|
| Life been throwing fades, shadows on the lake
|
| Oh hey, I’m not okay
|
| 'Sup, like how’s your day? |
| Yeah, I’m doing great
|
| Oh hey, I miss your face
|
| Life been throwing fades, shadows on the lake
|
| Oh hey, I’m not okay
|
| 'Sup, like how’s your day? |
| Yeah, I’m doing great
|
| I bite down on my tongue, you’re always temperamental
|
| Scratchin' through my schedule, room never presidential
|
| Tell myself to move on, stop being sentimental
|
| Back to dabs and liquor, whipping tracks and rentals
|
| Say it’s cool, but it’s not
|
| Not the type to stir the pot
|
| Leave the past, dead to rot
|
| You’ve proven that it’s not worth it
|
| Okay cool, oh wait nah
|
| Fisticuffs on the block
|
| Quick to aim, quick to jump
|
| Still the same, you’re still not |