| AA!:
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| I never fit in at the club tho
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| I’m always buried in my iPhone
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| Send a text to say I’m still alive
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| I tell you goodnight, see you when the sun rise
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| I never fit in at the club tho
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| I’m always buried in my iPhone
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| Send a text to say I’m still alive
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| I tell you goodnight, see you when the sun rise
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| They say nothing in this life can last forever
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| But they don’t know what it’s like when we’re together
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| Staying out another night, I’m like «whatever»
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| I’d rather be at your place anyway
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| I don’t wanna waste another friday night
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| Now I’m staring at my phone to see if you reply
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| I pour another drink now I’m wasted
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| But still I’m sitting in the back, I gotta face it
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| I never fit in at the club tho
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| I’m always buried in my iPhone
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| Send a text to say I’m still alive
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| I tell you goodnight, see you when the sun rise
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| I never fit in at the club tho
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| I’m always buried in my iPhone
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| Send a text to say I’m still alive
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| I tell you goodnight, see you when the sun rise
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| FF:
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| Do the sun never rise if I don’t go outside? |
| guess I gotta try
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| But you’ve been texting me lies, I got tears in my eyes so I’d rather die
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| And I haven’t left the crib in 2 weeks
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| I’ve been staying in tryna patch the holes in my jeans
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| From the cigarette burns that you left on me
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| Right before you left me all by my lonely
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| I hate going out, that shit it just bum me out
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| I’d rather lay up on my couch and eat some In n Out
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| I’d rather stay home roll up a dub, and hit you up
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| Than try to meet you at the club
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| I never fit in at the club tho
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| I’m always buried in my iPhone
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| Send a text to say I’m still alive
|
| I tell you goodnight, see you when the sun rise
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| I never fit in at the club tho
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| I’m always buried in my iPhone
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| Send a text to say I’m still alive
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| I tell you goodnight, see you when the sun rise |