| It’s 1.52 AM, lookin at my watch
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| Starin at her house from this vacant parking lot
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| It’s right across the street and the street light’s blinkin
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| I’m sinkin deeper into all this crazy shit I’m thinkin
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| Like I never want another man to touch her like I touched her
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| Cause I’ll find the motherfucker and I’ll make 'em both suffer
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| Maybe suffocate him, fuck I hate him, feels like they mockin me
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| I’ll shoot her, take her purse, and make it look like a robbery
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| Oh shit~! |
| A car passes by slow
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| But I ducked, did they see me? |
| Fuck I really don’t know
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| I jump out, close the car door, jog up to her house
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| Loaded.38, duct tape for her mouth
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| It’s 1.52 AM and I’m starin at my clock
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| Did I lock my front door? |
| I better double check the lock
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| Cause this crazy motherfucker doesn’t understand no
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| Showin up, blowin up my phone, callin me a hoe
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| I’m lookin out my window, the street lights are flickerin
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| It’s creepin me the fuck out, I swear I keep listenin
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| For any little sound, God I wish I could sleep
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| He got it twisted over somethin that was never that deep
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| I text message who I’m datin, said my ex got me paranoid
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| Jumpin and investigatin every time I hear a noise
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| LOL, hope I make it through the night
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| Come and see me if you’re up, make sure I’m alright
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| It’s 1.52 AM and I just got a text
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| From my girl all upset cause of her psycho ex
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| When I pull up to the house and notice the broken glass
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| I open up the front door and see this bright flash
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| Heard a loud blast, holy fuck I’m shot!
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| Looked down, see my stomach leakin and my body drops
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| Girl starts screamin, didn’t know it was me
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| She had a gun her father gave her in case of emergencies
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| This other dude never even made it in
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| He broke the glass and she thought I was him
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| I’m passin out, can’t believe I’m shot
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| I see his car pullin out the parking lot
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| «I'm shootin for her heart, got my finger on the trigger»
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| «Finger on the trigger»
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| «Hope she gets the picture»
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| «I'm shootin for her heart, got my finger»
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| «I'm shootin for her heart, got my finger on the trigger»
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| «Finger on the trigger»
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| «Hope she gets the picture»
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| «I'm shootin for her heart, got my finger on the trigger» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 1.52 A.M. , by - Apathy. Song from the album Honkey Kong, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп