| Bitch, I feel like fish narc
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| Oh, oh
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| Cold Hart, baby
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| Oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| New York sinner
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| LA River
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| Yo, I got a bottle full of Jame O, ridin' with my eyes closed
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| And I wish we could move on but
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| I’m howlin' at a blood moon, I think we should leave soon
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| Layin' in the shadows, I watch your eyes
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| New York sinner, LA River
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| Where I used to sit and play our songs
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| Songs full of sorrow, not livin' for tomorrow
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| She ain’t have a heart, I’ll let her borrow one
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| I try, I try (Yeah, I try)
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| To leave my body like every night
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| Time, nice lies
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| Always seem to hurt the most
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| And it looks like you just seen a ghost
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| And no one ever said it had to be like this
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| Bottle full of Jame O, ridin' with my eyes closed
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| And I wish we could move on but
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| I’m howlin' at a blood moon, I think we should leave soon
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| Layin' in the shadows, I watch your eyes
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| New York sinner, LA River
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| Where I used to sit and play our songs
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| Songs full of sorrow, not livin' for tomorrow
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| She ain’t have a heart, I’ll let her borrow one
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| She ain’t have a heart
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| I let her borrow one
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| She ain’t have a heart, I’ll let her borrow one
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| I let her borrow one
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| She ain’t have a heart, I’ll let her borrow one |