Slow Dance
Aye what I love the most always hurts me in the end
Aye I got no one I ain't even got no real friends
Shit was tight shit was cool
I know you remember when
But you the same as the rest
And you came and you fucked up my head
Man this music shit it really fucked me up
But I'm never giving up
Been fucked over I don't give a fuck
I guess it's just my luck
Somebody help me
I'm laying in bed and it feels like I'm melting
Im gonna be wealthy
And l'mma live long and I'll try to stay healthy
Thinking 'bout you in the dak
And how you could do me like that
How you ain't getting me back
And hiding my feelings I'm wearing a mask
Spirits lurking from above
Man I've don't a lot of drugs
And I've seen a lot of things
Only happy 'till my alarm clock sings
I sit and I write me a full page
I seen a lot at a young age
Me my goonies did some dumb things
They took my mind off of loving
You should of gave me attention
You fucked me up did I mention
I know my life is a blessing
But I can't stop all the stressing
Back to back bitches I'm fucked up
Man I've been through enough stuff
I can't stop thinkin' of you and I think it's 'cause I loved us
You sit and you play all my music
I know you think I'm the coolest
I really do this
I know you hate me but fuck with the movement
Aye what I love the most always hurts me in the end
Aye I got no one I ain't even got no real friends
Shit was tight shit was cool
I know you remember when
But you the same as the rest
And you came and you fucked up my head
Aye I got no one I ain't even got no real friends
Shit was tight shit was cool
I know you remember when
But you the same as the rest
And you came and you fucked up my head
Man this music shit it really fucked me up
But I'm never giving up
Been fucked over I don't give a fuck
I guess it's just my luck
Somebody help me
I'm laying in bed and it feels like I'm melting
Im gonna be wealthy
And l'mma live long and I'll try to stay healthy
Thinking 'bout you in the dak
And how you could do me like that
How you ain't getting me back
And hiding my feelings I'm wearing a mask
Spirits lurking from above
Man I've don't a lot of drugs
And I've seen a lot of things
Only happy 'till my alarm clock sings
I sit and I write me a full page
I seen a lot at a young age
Me my goonies did some dumb things
They took my mind off of loving
You should of gave me attention
You fucked me up did I mention
I know my life is a blessing
But I can't stop all the stressing
Back to back bitches I'm fucked up
Man I've been through enough stuff
I can't stop thinkin' of you and I think it's 'cause I loved us
You sit and you play all my music
I know you think I'm the coolest
I really do this
I know you hate me but fuck with the movement
Aye what I love the most always hurts me in the end
Aye I got no one I ain't even got no real friends
Shit was tight shit was cool
I know you remember when
But you the same as the rest
And you came and you fucked up my head
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Creamer, Fraser Churchill
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