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Cut you off I blocked your number and I cut you off I stole your thunder, you've had too much attention already So I used what you left me to sharpen my machete, ah-ah Testament Teeth in a conversation feed on my tongue untied Deep in a rumination, me and my bottle of wine I-I-I-I, I lost my mind Finally lost composure, something about tonight Buried every hatchet, left me gaslit, obsessive addict, batshit Married to the power I lack I lost my mind You're so fucking bad for me Still, I censor every feeling and profanity Your fragility could never take the fall This was inevitable Cut you off I blocked your number and I cut you off I stole your thunder, you've had too much attention already So I used what you left me to sharpen my machete I cut you off I blocked your number and I cut you off I stole your thunder, let it rain on my life like confetti Don't call me or text me I warned you, don't test me, ah-ah Clear that you're tryna soften something you can't deny My visions vivid, I'm livid, I see it playing on a loop, rewind I lost my mind I don't want it to be put on me to trigger your memory and relive mine You remember too well, professional, what happened? Do tell, you lie Let me live before I I know that it's bad for me Still, I lied, let it slide, 'cause I felt bad, you see Your fragility could never take the fall You're so fucking immature Cut you off I blocked your number and I cut you off I stole your thunder, you've had too much attention already So, I used what you left me to sharpen my machete I cut you off I blocked your number and I cut you off I stole your thunder, let it rain on my life like confetti Don't call me or text me I warned you, don't test me, ah-ah Now I smashed my phone up, threw it at the wall 'Cause you called one too many times What you do that for? Now I'm lying on the floor Racking up a debt Now I'm anxious, and I'm phoneless, what a mess (Cut you off) Never used to believe in that (Cut you off) 'Til you stole all my money in fact Wasted energy backing you Now it's something I have to do I cut you off I blocked your number and I cut you off I stole your thunder, let it rain on my life like confetti Don't call me or text me I warned you, don't test me, ah-ah
Writer(s): Daisy Matilda Bertenshaw, Dominic Feil-roots Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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