| Please oh please have to me
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| And lose get off my
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| Ah yeah yeah yeah
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| Ah It’s like sometimes I wake up in the days Unraveling
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| Cereal in the fridge with the milk in the cabinet
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| Wrong side of the bed want nothing to do with nobody
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| Stumble out my room like a zombie from walking dead
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| And I ain’t really slept well hit snooze repeatedly
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| Thought about booze immediately
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| Not ‘cause I’ve wanted it only ‘cause I still taste it
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| Woke up early this morning I didn’t worry but wasted
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| It was a part of my plan
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| By the time I hit the shower I was less discouraged
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| And I started looking less like someone who had just been murdered
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| I looked around for clean clothes but my laundry was dirty
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| Stomach rumbling I’m not usually hungry this early
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| No food in the fridge it’s cold s*** in the crib
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| I started thinking oh s*** rent due it’s the fifth
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| Late fees on the sixth to kick me out on the seventh
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| I think I’ll smoke on an eighth a short relax for a second
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| No matter how hard I work to be the best person I can be
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| Completely not the best version excuses for my imperfect execution
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| I lose when I win only win when I’m losing
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| No matter how hard I work to be the best person I can be I’m completely
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| Not the best version excuses for my imperfect execution
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| I lose when I win only win when I lose
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| It’s thee incredible anti searching general chain smoking drunk
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| Who’s eating anything that’s edible not a single bartender that could ever keep
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| my
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| Beverage full and never met a dollar in my bank that was expendable
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| Calling me healthy would be unethical
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| 'Coz I don’t even f****** smoke weed of a slave of medical
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| Brisk walking hyperventilating who wishes every staircase
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| Could be an escalator. |
| Self- deprecating doing haters a favor
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| When I had too many ladies and I can’t control the hate
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| And I get on ride with strangers and trying to be in nature
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| But you two commentators turn me back to a teenager
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| I’ll F*** you, 'll F*** you
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| Guess some kind of a mess guess it’s a miracle that I even
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| Got out of bed. |
| I got some issues and lord knows
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| I’ve been down on my lovely, pity this poor soul
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| No matter how hard I work to be the best person I can be
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| I’m completely not the best version excuses for my imperfect execution
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| I lose when I win only win when I’m losing
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| No matter how hard I work to be the best person I can be I’m completely
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| Not the best version excuses for my imperfect execution
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| I lose when I win, only win when I lose |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Can't Win for Losin' , by - Ugly Heroes. Song from the album Everything in Between, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп