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I went dry fucking giving chances
Lord knows, blood's old on my fucking mattress
Hands cold, no hope in us ever lasting
Old souls, still prone to infatuation
You'll hit me up, say what's up, hope you're ok, ok
Gotta go about my damn day, yah, shit's changed
Try to sleep really late at night, guess it's morning
Tossing and turning, guess you hurt me
You hurt me, you hurt me
You hurt me
You huuurt me
You'll hit me up, say what's up, hope you're ok, ok
Gotta go about my damn day, yah, shit's changed
Try to sleep really late at night, guess it's morning
Tossing and turning, guess you hurt me
You hurt me, you hurt me
You hurt me, you hurt me
I went dry fucking giving chances
Lord knows, blood's old on my fucking mattress
Hands cold, no hope in us ever lasting
Old souls, still prone to infatuation
You'll hit me up, say what's up, hope you're ok, ok
Gotta go about my damn day, yah, shit's changed
Try to sleep really late at night, guess it's morning
Tossing and turning, guess you hurt me