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Jules Paymer
Jules Paymer
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jules Paymer
Jules Paymer
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Jesse Thomas
Jesse Thomas
Lyrics
Matias Mora
Matias Mora
Lyrics
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Matias Mora
Matias Mora
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Said his brother gave him Coke when he was 14 And then he crashed his car at 21 on Morphine Almost died, but now he laughs telling the story Hey, I'd rather be a fuck-up than be boring Three, cigarettes in my mouth Two, on the couch, making out One, they will figure it out But, for now We're doing DRUGS While, we're talking about how we're quitting DRUGS Swear we'll do it, we just need another month No, we're not sad about it, we just need a hug Or, some DRUGS DRUGS DRUGS DRUGS DRUGS Sick of fucking up my shoes on someone's throw up And, how the best part of my day is when I roll up Sick of saying I'm too better when I blow up I'm like, so what? So what? (So what?) Three, I came with the crowd Two, I snuck in the house That one's just here for the cloud Doing DRUGS While, we're talking about how we're quitting DRUGS Swear we'll do it, we just need another month No, we're not sad about it, we just need a hug Or, some DRUGS DRUGS DRUGS DRUGS DRUGS DRUGS DRUGS DRUGS DRUGS
Writer(s): Jesse Thomas, Matias Mora, Julia Paymer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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