

Sigh
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
Yeah, uh, uh
Aye, I don't know what happened
Faking like a catfish, you acting like an actress
Take a picture, make it last, you don't want me back
Was it something that I said? Going out bad, fuck that shit
Always sad, uh, that's my bad, uh
All the drugs, uh, I miss that, uh
Throw it all up, throw it all up
I'm not feeling any better
Blood stains on my sweater
Maybe this is for the better
Yeah, bitch, I'm a winner, and I know they feeling bitter
Fly up north for the winter because I prefer the cold
Double horns made an offer, all I can say is I'm sold
Whatever, whatever, whatever
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