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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kendra Lynn Dias
Kendra Lynn Dias
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mentiras
Mentiras
Producer
Roberto Angel-Dwyer
Roberto Angel-Dwyer
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I'm feeling like I'm 18 running round chasing you Lately keeping track of what you do I may be sitting on a couple dudes but Fuck if I could choose I would pick you I would pick you You know I hate writing songs like this You know I hate opening up like this You know I'd fake it if I could baby If I could phase you out I would baby, so Why am I so stuck Guess I'm outta luck now Every time we fuck Know I gotta duck out Guess that I'm afraid of what we would be if I would wait some time Til we got nothing to say Rather cut it off, I don't wanna watch it die Never had enough, but I got no time to cry We were on the same team, kept my record too clean No replacements never thought of trading you Lost my patience and I lost my faith in love You know I can't keep on giving you shit I got priorities so don't make me quit I never wanted you to stay on my dick Gave you a damn time and I know you miss it Now you're kinda stuck guess you're out of luck now Guess that I'm afraid of what we would be if I would wait some time Til we got nothing to say Rather cut it off, I don't wanna watch it die Never had enough, but I got no time to cry Guess that I'm afraid of what we would be if I would wait some time Til we got nothing to say Rather cut it off, I don't wanna watch it die Never had enough, but I got no time to cry No, I got no time to cry
Writer(s): Zach Crowell, Jonathan Singleton, Troy Verges Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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