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You talk too much; now you fucked up
I don't ever think you thought that your lucks up
Yeah, you had fun fucking with my mind love
At the same time, mind it was all numb
It wasn't the time wasted, premise it is
You blamed all on me, devil still lives
I rocked rock bottom, hoping you would dig out me
Planned a few fails, and it tipped sails for you
And I'm sorry for the shit I did, I ain't perfect
I hope shit works, but I spent too much time crying
Alone in the kitchen with my phone, you were distant
Hoping you didn't step further, you wished that I'd father your damn child
And maybe it's me, and I'm sorry for that
I always tried hardest to pick you up, end it at that
Fly away, fly away, think about you every day
Fly away, fly away, think about you every day
Fly away, fly away, think about you every day
Fly away, fly away, think about you every day
Fly away, fly away, think about you every day
Fly away, fly away, think about you every day
Writer(s): Jonathon David Brannon
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