Stumblin'

I'm stumbling through the street
And it feels good to be back
Back on my feet
Back where i left
So tell me what's we
Cause you slept with jeff
And honestly i really hate you for that

You wanna see me fuckt up, well good luck tryin
I like to get fucked up, it's better than crying

You had me on my knees
Beggin for you to come back
Wich right now it seems
Is as naive as it gets
A cool summer breeze
A couple beer to forget
Darling honestly i substitute you for that

I'll stick to getting fucked up
Put my feels on a diet
Before you get me fucked up
I'd rather be dying



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Writer(s): Tea House
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