ARCADE

(Census, what you cookin')
Whoa-oh, whoa, oh
Whoa-oh

Torn heart, fuck it, I'm a rock star, nigga
She a porn star, and she brought some pop stars with her
I'ma float away, off these drugs go figure
I need another, show me love
I throw away my feelings

Sad case, yeah, I know you want to play me like an arcade
Yeah, I know you wouldn't save me on my worst day
When I'm roaming around, and got nobody to trust
Don't got nobody to call right now

Sad case, yeah, I know you want to play me like an arcade
Yeah, I know you wouldn't save me on my worst day
When I'm roaming around, and got nobody to trust
Don't got nobody to call right now

Heartache, this hoe telling me I'm the cause of all her headaches
She's so high, and I'm so lost in here, let's party, party
Have a good night, I hardly
My heart in the ground, I'm stuck 'cause you're never around
My thoughts go wild when I think of you somehow
I know I'm on my own, but I'm needing you right now
Torn heart but It's me and you right now

Torn heart, fuck it, I'm a rock star, nigga
She a porn star, and she brought some pop stars with her
I'ma float away, off these drugs go figure
I need another, show me love
I throw away my feelings

Sad case, yeah, I know you want to play me like an arcade
Yeah, I know you wouldn't save me on my worst day
When I'm roaming around, and got nobody to trust
Don't got nobody to call right now

Sad case, yeah, I know you want to play me like an arcade
Yeah, I know you wouldn't save me on my worst day
When I'm roaming around, and got nobody to trust
Don't got nobody to call right now



Credits
Writer(s): Danny Snodgrass, Michael Romito, Danny Jenrette, Parker Young
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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