| I’ve seen a breath on my phone
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| I spread my love on the Gram
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| And I go out all alone
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| And I wake up with a stranger, damn
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| Pass me the smoke, as soon as I breathe in
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| Burn down a ghost, summoning demons
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| I start to choke, I start to choke, I’m losing hope
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| I sleep through the evenings
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| Finish lines
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| Why we always gotta win?
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| Finish lines
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| I’m tired of hangin' out with them
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| And I cut in lines
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| I’ve seen my chances getting extra slim
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| No more finish lines
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| Didn’t come this far for it to end (It to end)
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| Tell me my body’s a sin
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| To be desired or cleansed
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| Why can’t they see what I saw?
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| We’re rotting out from within
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| Pass me the smoke, as soon as I breathe in
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| Burn down a ghost, summoning demons
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| I start to choke, I start to choke, I’m losing hope
|
| I sleep through the evenings
|
| Finish lines
|
| Why we always gotta win?
|
| Finish lines
|
| I’m tired of hangin' out with them
|
| Cut in lines
|
| I’ve seen my chances getting extra slim
|
| No more finish lines
|
| Didn’t come this far for it to end (It to end)
|
| I’ve seen a breath on my phone
|
| I spread my love on the gram
|
| Finish lines
|
| Why we always gotta win?
|
| Finish lines
|
| I’m tired of hangin' out with them
|
| And I cut in lines
|
| I’ve seen my chances getting extra slim
|
| No more finish lines
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| Didn’t come this far for it to end (It to end) |