Letra

One, two, three, four I can't remember all my mistakes I'll stay forever if that's what it takes (Think of the past) Think of the past, and you'll get sick of me (It doesn't mat-) It doesn't matter; laying in the meat It's just a promise no one can make Stealing from 'round here, there's not much to take (Maybe I don't) Maybe I don't know responsibility (Maybe I'm done) Maybe I'm done for loving all my dreams (Just trying to find) I'm floating on the stormy sea (I'm floating on) Just trying to find something nice to eat
Writer(s): Edward O Brien, William Shea, Noah Burke, Caleb Laven, William Diserafino, Sean Posila Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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