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(I have seen the dark shadows Moving in the woods, And I have no doubt that... Whatever I have resurrected through this book.) (We are all equal, in some form or another. Are we not?) Life gives us second chances everyday, it's called tomorrow And every time we say goodbye it feels like something's borrowed I lay my head to sleep at night and try to mute the sorrow And every time I do I can't not feel like something's borrowed Something borrowed Fuck if I know Something borrowed Fuck if I know Yeah, something borrowed, fuck if I know Catch me outside on the roof low key You don't know the dedication I be putting in all night, homie Yeah, you a fucking hater, I be getting paper Shopping with a tailer, serving like waiter Shoutout to my neighbors, addicted to the cake, uh I do this every day, brah, I do this every, love Pop a k-pin, blacked out waiting For the day you take what's taken Sucked my dick and then I ate bacon God was busy so I got Satan, no Guess I gotta do this shit solo Yeah I pull up on them hoes like, oh If you really with it bitch, let's go-oh-oh Yeah trust is the hardest thing to find And the easiest thing to lose But if you got someone who's really down They would never do that to you Life gives us second chances everyday, it's called tomorrow And every time we say goodbye it feels like something's borrowed I lay my head to sleep at night and try to mute the sorrow And every time I do I can't not feel like something's borrowed Something borrowed Fuck if I know Something borrowed Fuck if I know Don't talk, just act, don't say, just do If you want it you can get it but you gotta make the move Everybody where I'm from say they out here making moves I see them 1 year later and they haven't fucking moved Shame on you, you wack-ass bitch Stop running your mouths 'cause you ain't doing shit Hards work, dedication, solitude, and focus Attending EDM shows every weekend ain't it Yeah I'm stacking up the paper, yeah I'm staying low key I'm addicted to the drugs 'cause the drugs love me Got tatted for my brother, rest in peace homie I know I'll see you soon 'cause you visit in my dreams Aubrey Plaza, do you wanna holler? Beat the pussy up then I'll give your ass a dollar Why bother? You fucking with a scholar Give me a call, pretty please, Aubrey Plaza You lied to me to protect your feelings I hate you, bitch, and I hope you bleed Life gives us second chances everyday, it's called tomorrow And every time we say goodbye it feels like something's borrowed I lay my head to sleep at night and try to mute the sorrow And every time I do I can't not feel like something's borrowed Something borrowed Fuck if I know Something borrowed Fuck if I know
Writer(s): Kelly Archer, Natalie Hemby, Butch Walker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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