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[Hook] |
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When the sun rises |
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In the morning |
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All I want is to wake up next to you |
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[Verse One] |
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Top of the morning |
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Foreign liquor sipping's getting morbid |
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Bright as the sun performing |
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Cold as the night before hand |
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Breaking bottles saving vacant places |
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Wasted faces |
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Waiting for the day to wake |
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It's stomach acid rearranging |
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Something passing me to chase |
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With faking all the cheese I'm making |
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Cause I'm faking alot for sure |
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More of the liquor diet |
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Forward to get inspired |
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Spent the whole night pouring up and I'm getting tired |
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Two shots of the tanqueray |
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Shot one, shot two and I'm saving face |
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That'll make it haste for the girl that I met before |
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Two shots for the girl that I met before |
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And when I'm leaving reasons waiting for the birds and bees |
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When after party seize to breathe |
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And all the smoke from dirty pieces |
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Decently faded, shaking phases and it's poisonous |
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And when I'm wasted making sense is more than sober does |
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She was the hand that I held to get high |
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The hand that I lived to sit by |
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[Hook] |
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[Verse Two] |
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Watch our colors through the shades |
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Turn our bodies into shapes |
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We look better face to face |
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As we make our day escape |
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Just stay with me |
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I can't watch you leave |
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You're all I see |
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Girl I want you |
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[Hook] |
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[Verse Three] |
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I'm shooting amusing bases |
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Using all my means to shake it |
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And when I want you most |
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I couldn't choose the basics |
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Drinking I'm stupid faced-ed |
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But it was you who paced it |
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And when I'm so far gone |
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You couldn't do what they did |
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Four shots and I made mistakes |
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And you played the game, and you stayed away |
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And I can't escape, living day to day |
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And I fade away, and it's safe to say that |
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You were the hand that I held to get home |
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The hand that I killed to live for |