| Faking, feel like Ketamine
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| Real talk, pouring Hennessy
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| Yeah I got some new feelings
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| I got some new feelings
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| They’d make you uncomfortable
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| You bring out all the good in me
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| Yet I see what’ll never be, yeah
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| Cause I got me some reason
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| To lock all my keys in
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| The car that we’re taking home
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| So won’t you say what you said to me
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| On the roof of your house
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| Cause I’ve been having my doubts
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| Oh yea, yea
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| Don’t know what we could be
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| Sometimes I feel we’re nothing
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| But you talk like we’re something
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| I guess now we’re giving it a try
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| I like the way you describe it
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| Two people who won’t go quiet
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| Ay, ay, oh, woah
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| Cause every day I’m reminded
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| Of all the descriptions I could make
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| Woah
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| Wasted don’t know what I feel
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| Remind me cause it feels so real
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| Yeah I got to repeat that I want
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| You and me
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| Pay no mind to what I’ll ignore
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| Try not to live like I’m 17
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| Cause you want what’s under my skin
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| That door is open but I won’t let me in
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| So won’t you
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| Say what you said to me
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| On the roof of your house
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| Cause I’ve been having my doubts
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| Oh yea, yea
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| Don’t know what we could be
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| Sometimes I feel we’re nothing
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| But you talk like we’re something
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| I guess now we’re giving it a try
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| I like the way you describe it
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| Two people who won’t go quiet
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| Ay, ay, oh, woah
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| Cause every day I’m reminded
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| Of all the descriptions I could make
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| Woah
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| Say what you said to me
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| On the roof of your house
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| I’ve been having my doubts
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| Oh yea, yea
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| Don’t know what we could be
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| Sometimes I feel we’re nothing
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| But you talk like we’re something
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| I like the way you describe it
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| Two people who won’t go quiet
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| Ay, ay, oh, woah
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| Cause every day I’m reminded
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| Of all the descriptions I could make
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| Woah |