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12am I just poured some coffee
Smoked a preroll
Im just tryna get you off of me tho
Maybe I should fuck
But I'm on the kitchen floor curled up in fetal
Core memories, end up as B roll
Haven't got my heart broke
Since I wore American eagle
And it's nice (aint it, ya ya)
To feel alive (aint it, ya ya)
At Least I got a mind
To lose
Maybe I
I'll try next year
I just take it to the chin
Ya maybe I can trust next year
I'll be living so good then
Bitch I'll be getting paid
Won't be wishing my time away
Dont think it'll ever be the same
And you can be my only mistake
And it's nice (aint it, ya ya)
To feel alive (aint it, ya ya)
At Least I got a mind
To lose
Maybe I
I'll try next year
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