| Yeah I’m trapped in this car
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| What do I do
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| Got all these pretty girls
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| And they tryna ruin my world
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| Call me young cassanova it ain’t true
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| I’m really brokenhearted
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| And I said it from the start yeah
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| Two-faced, one minute they praise me
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| Next one I’m up on the shelf
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| Too flawed
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| How can they all love me
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| I don’t even like myself
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| Yeah
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| I been driving up and down on PCH
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| Watch the sun go down as my heart breaks
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| Sayin please don’t stop, let me ride the pain away
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| Yeah I’m trapped in this car
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| What do I do
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| Got all these pretty girls
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| And they tryna ruin my world
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| Call me young cassanova it ain’t true
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| I’m really brokenhearted
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| And I said it from the start to you
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| I moved to the west side, runnin' with monsters
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| Overly cautious of you
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| Worry that my best side
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| Looks like my worst
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| 'Cause of everything my mind’s been through
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| Yeah I’m trapped in this car
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| What do I do
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| Got all these pretty girls
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| And they tryna ruin my world
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| Call me young cassanova it ain’t true
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| I’m really brokenhearted
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| And I said it from the start to you
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| «I don’t know how to sing those notes, but I run like you»
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| Young trap (young trap)
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| Yeah I’m trapped
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| Yeah I’m trapped (yeah I’m trapped)
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| What the fuck do I do
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| Yeah I’m trapped in this car
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| What do I do
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| Got all these pretty girls
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| And they tryna ruin my world
|
| Call me young cassanova it ain’t true
|
| I’m really brokenhearted
|
| And I said it from the start
|
| Yeah I’m trapped in this car
|
| What do I do
|
| Got all these pretty girls
|
| And they tryna ruin my world
|
| Call me young cassanova it ain’t true
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| I’m really brokenhearted
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| And I said it from the start to you |