| It's a fucking dope beat
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| How can you be surprised that I don't recognize you anymore?
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| How can you be surprised that I don't recognize you anymore?
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| Yeah, we need to get right and you can get to the proof
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| Words fall on deaf ears 'cause you ain’t talking that truth
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| And this is where it stays, never clean when it splits
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| Saying this is love, fuck it, only time we love is when we lit
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| Now ain’t that a bitch? Sex on the wall
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| Drinks and the drugs, falling pictures in the hall
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| And we are just gone, but never so close
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| Sick lie, poison take another dose
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| Crash and burn, fall from the sky
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| See it in your face, this is eating you alive
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| Hearts on your sleeve, won't carry on
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| This time, when we get dressed, I’m gone
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| How can you be surprised that I don't recognize you anymore?
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| How can you be surprised that I don't recognize you anymore?
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| Staring at this phone, I should just push send
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| Digest my words when the clock hits AM
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| I peel out, I switch lanes, lights flash in the street
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| Pride's left in the dark, no heart, both weak 'till we meet
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| Clothes at my feet, no time for the bed
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| 3 days, no sleep, you know how we get
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| Bottles on the ground, love's on the counter
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| In the beginning, who would've thought we would amount to
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| The people just lost, look at what we did
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| Maybe it's on me and thoughts that I hid
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| Hearts on our sleeve, won't carry on
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| This time, when we get dressed, I’m gone
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