| Tryna be with you but you wanna be December
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| Walk you through my day but your thoughts have always wandered
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| Keep saying the same shit, absences been blatant
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| Every time I try, you just gazing to discover
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| Ah ah, outrages
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| Ah ah, you made me like this
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| My patience exit
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| My tears they fall
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| No safety net, nah
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| Just endless ha ha’s
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| Erase the data, for once
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| You should make it count
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| You got me weeping, you got me weeping
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| Digital tears, data leaking
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| When you’re around
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| Oh, what’s the meaning?
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| Digital tears, data leaking
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| Data leaking
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| Data leaking
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| Data leaking
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| Data leaking
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| No text, but I see you on the Gram with your friends, posting up
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| In them stories, peace signs in the air
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| While you air me, shit, upset 'cause I care
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| Shouldn’t care, shouldn’t care, but I care, yeah
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| You feel like home, but lately I’ve been homeless
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| When you do come, how come I feel lonely?
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| Show my best side, you be watching lives
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| Catch you when you like on a bitch, li-like on a bitch
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| You should make it count
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| You got me weeping, you got me weeping
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| Digital tears, data leaking
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| When you’re around
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| Oh, what’s the meaning?
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| Digital tears, data leaking
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| Data leaking
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| Data leaking
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| Data leaking
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| Data leaking
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| Papers are burned but the ink is still showing
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| Limited words to pour out my emotions
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| I ask for more but you run out of tokens
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| Losing the game, should’ve known, should’ve known
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| My neck is choked by your questions and motives
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| Of checking in, in my daily Gram doses
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| I ask for less of those toxic commotions
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| Losing the game, should’ve known, should’ve known
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| Should’ve known, should’ve known
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| Should’ve known, should’ve known
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| Should’ve known, should’ve known
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| I should’ve, should’ve, should’ve |