| When it gets dark, I’ll call you back
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| I’ll call you back (Back)
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| When it gets dark, I’ll call you back
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| 'Cause I’ve been trying since you left
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| To feel like I’m not the only one
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| To wake up fucked up and do it again
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| I won’t do it again
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| Money won’t save me
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| And my dream’s getting rich, still hangin'
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| And my blood rot still in my veins
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| It start gettin' real, this shit don’t change
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| Baby, I’m too cold, still won’t talk
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| Ima' fuck 'em all up
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| Now the bitch can’t walk
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| Hit a new low, fuck it, so blind
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| Hit 38 shots and his bitch gon' watch
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| Yeah, I came back from my pain
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| I ain’t never 'boutta love, shit, the next one the same
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| And I don’t even feel no more
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| Read the letter that I’m leaving on the door, yeah
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| And I don’t wanna die too young
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| But fuck it, still burn my lungs (Still burn my lungs)
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| And I don’t even wanna write these songs
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| But I never felt right from the jump (Right from the jump) |