Buffering

I wasn't precise
I almost had him, right?
I was smoking every night
I don't like hanging with you guys
I almost had him, right?
I almost had him, right?
You'll leave me behind

You say that I'm beautiful
Baby, I'm already broke
All your compliments are for
Such specific ends I know
I fall until I hit the floor
I fall until I can't no more

Take me away in your car
All I care is that we go far
Tell you something as we fall
Give you something when we're done

You don't know me till I let you in
Minds made up but buffering
You say that I'm beautiful
Baby, I'm already broke
All your compliments are for
Such specific ends I know
I fall until I hit the floor
I fall until I can't no more

Let me confide
Open up inside



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Writer(s): Neoma Emery
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