Swipe My Card

Swipe my card, and then move on
Sometimes it's hard, but I move on
Swipe my card, and then move on
Sometimes it's hard, but I move on

Pull up to the window, wait for it to slide
Rush of anxiety inside of me
Small conversation, poisonous gas
Try to feel nothing, and look like an ass

Too much feeling to hide
Sometimes I would rather die
I am too critical, understand
And I wish that I could be the man

Swipe my card
Swipe my card
Swipe my card



Credits
Writer(s): Izayah Hutson
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