| I’m making cash now, ain’t drownin' out the misery
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| You better miss me, and pour it out when tipsy
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| I’d pour it out for you — you ain’t pour it out for me
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| I guess we’ll fuckin' see, I guess we’ll never see, no
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| You’ll never understand, I won’t break or bend
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| In the end I’ll still be here, the ugly truth with no pretend
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| No defence I burnt the bridge
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| And fucked the fence, It makes no sense
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| Unless you lived it
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| No friends, no friends
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| Dead, dead
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| I bet you’ll all pretend that you miss me when I’m dead, dead
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| I bet you’ll all pretend that you miss me when I’m dead
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| (I bet you’ll all pretend… when I’m dead, when I’m dead)
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| I’ll kill a hoe, I’ll kill a hoe
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| I can’t wait to make these bitches see
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| Who their fuckin' with when, they’re fuckin' with me
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| Catch your ass on the street, I’ll bust you cunt and I’ll stream
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| The whole thing on my feed, don’t come crying to me
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| I’m not trying to be the good guy, I’m not sweet
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| I bet you’ll all pretend
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| (I bet you’ll all pretend)
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| I bet you’ll all pretend that you miss me
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| Layin' down still getting faded now, what’s that sound?
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| The bell tolls for the best of us, but I’m the worst
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| I saw an angel, watched her burst to dust
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| Still no trust, I want a way out
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| This emo cunt just copped a pay out, now I’m on the plane
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| The smell of burning sugarcane so far behind
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| Like nights I used to drink till blind and act in ways that I despise
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| And plaster holes in walls with lies, tell me can you see it in my eyes?
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| I bet you’ll all pretend
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| (When I’m dead, when I’m dead, when I’m dead)
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| I bet you’ll all pretend that you miss me |