| You didn’t come with a warning
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| I was the fight or flight
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| Leaving your lips in the morning
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| Needing them every night
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| Oh what a dream just to be here
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| Lie, what a lie, what a lie
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| Hands on the wheel but I can’t steer
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| That’s what I like, what I like
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| So wrong but we… till it feels right
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| So wrong but we… till it feels like
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| You didn’t come with a warning
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| That’s what I like, what I like
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| I get drunk but I got no problem
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| Get high but I’m never rock bottom
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| Bad habits, wouldn’t say I gotta have it
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| But I’m always twelve steps from your doorstep
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| Spend money but I ain’t that reckless
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| Little skinny but I don’t skip breakfast
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| Bad habits, wouldn’t say I’m an addict
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| But I’m always twelve steps from your doorstep
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| I’m giving up, tryna quit it
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| I put my faith in you
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| The first thing to do is admit it
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| The last thing I usually do
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| Yeah
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| So wrong but we… till it feels right
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| So wrong but we… till it feels like
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| You didn’t come with a warning
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| That’s what I like, what I like
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| I get drunk but I got no problem
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| Get high but I’m never rock bottom
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| Bad habits, wouldn’t say I gotta have it
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| But I’m always twelve steps from your doorstep
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| Spend money but I ain’t that reckless
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| Little skinny but I don’t skip breakfast
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| Bad habits, wouldn’t say I’m an addict
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| But I’m always twelve steps from your doorstep
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| But I’m always twelve steps from your doorstep
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| I can’t sleep if I don’t have white noise
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| Work late but it’s all by my choice
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| Bad habits, wouldn’t say I’m an addict
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| But I’m always twelve steps from your doorstep
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| I get drunk but I got no problem
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| Get high but I’m never rock bottom
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| Bad habits, wouldn’t say I gotta have it
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| But I’m always twelve steps from your doorstep
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| Spend money but I ain’t that reckless
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| Little skinny but I don’t skip breakfast
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| Bad habits, wouldn’t say I’m an addict
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| But I’m always twelve steps from your doorstep
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| So wrong but we… till it feels right
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| So wrong but we… till it feels like
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| So wrong but we… till it feels right
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| Always twelve steps from your doorstep |