| I’m fading away off some kind of drug
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| Maybe it’s lust, maybe it’s love
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| I know I said I’d straighten out a week ago
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| I’m feeling though, 'bout to reach my peak, you know
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| The city’s got me falling off
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| I’m fading away, I’m losing my head
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| I know you said leave but fuck what you said
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| 'Cause you’ve been steady, crawling on your knees again
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| You need a friend and I’ve been on the pills again
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| Baby’s only twenty-three
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| Dancing under lights since she was seventeen
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| Her brain’s flooded with ketamine
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| High from everybody, low from self-esteem
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| It’s selfish but she never sleeps
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| Honestly, she needs a little sympathy
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| Look what’s gotten into me?
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| But baby’s only twenty-three
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| Baby’s only twenty-three
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| I’m caught in the buzz
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| Another one down, I’m pushing my luck
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| The future’s never looked so bright, it’s blinding me
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| It’s hard to see, I’m swimming through dopamine
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| Your body looks like heaven and
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| I wanna give up, I just wanna leave
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| I’m floating away, I’m caught in the breeze
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| But she’s been so dramatic with these paragraphs
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| Her broken heart, chemicals can mend it fast
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| Baby’s only twenty-three
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| Dancing under lights since she was seventeen
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| Her brain’s flooded with ketamine
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| High from everybody, low from self-esteem
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| It’s selfish but she never sleeps
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| Honestly, she needs a little sympathy
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| Look what’s gotten into me?
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| But baby’s only twenty-three
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| Yeah, baby’s only twenty-three
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| I can’t believe this is happening
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| What did I do? |
| What did she do to me?
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| This isn’t true to me, she’s quite acute it seems
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| Now I’m seeking therapy, she won’t be there for me
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| Mending my brain again, please don’t give up on me
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| This hurts tremendously
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| How will this end for me? |
| Deal with this happening
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| Deal with this
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| Fuck it she’s dead to me
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| I’m on her frequency
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| I know the shit that she’s thinking
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| I know the shit that she’s thinking
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| I’m on her frequency
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| Baby’s only twenty-three
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| Dancing under lights since she was seventeen
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| Her brain’s flooded with ketamine
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| High from everybody, low from self-esteem
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| It’s selfish but she never sleeps
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| Honestly, she needs a little sympathy
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| Look what’s gotten into me?
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| But baby’s only twenty-three
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| Baby’s only twenty-three |