Mad Dog
Reflecting worse than the walls in that old apartment
when we were moving the couch
Cause you said you call the boys up
And they're all to drunk to wake up
But you needed a hand with big stuff
Tough love? I call it lack of contributing
Fucked up, now and then it has me willing to get
Lost in what I moved past, and I don't move on fast
I really trying just to live the rest of my
Time and time again I've been mentioning
There's always gold learning from those fuckers you know
Over hard drinks out bottles in the alleyway
And they won't know I've been trying harder to get
Out the midwest
All in that bet
Lost in confidence
Crushed by hallmark shit
This couch is longer than I remembered before
It's full of so much friendship I will always adore
Nights puking up all of our dinner and guts
Cause we wanted to feel the trust after we fucked some things up
Like cupboard handles falling off of the walls
The crack in the window from the fucks down the hall
When we couldn't get a second of sleep from noise at
I miss being stuck between
Time and time again I've been mentioning
there's always gold learning from those fuckers you know
Over hard drinks out bottles in the alleyway
And they won't know I've been trying harder to get
Out the midwest
All in that bet
Now I have confidence
I'll love you until death
I need some progress to feel alright
when we were moving the couch
Cause you said you call the boys up
And they're all to drunk to wake up
But you needed a hand with big stuff
Tough love? I call it lack of contributing
Fucked up, now and then it has me willing to get
Lost in what I moved past, and I don't move on fast
I really trying just to live the rest of my
Time and time again I've been mentioning
There's always gold learning from those fuckers you know
Over hard drinks out bottles in the alleyway
And they won't know I've been trying harder to get
Out the midwest
All in that bet
Lost in confidence
Crushed by hallmark shit
This couch is longer than I remembered before
It's full of so much friendship I will always adore
Nights puking up all of our dinner and guts
Cause we wanted to feel the trust after we fucked some things up
Like cupboard handles falling off of the walls
The crack in the window from the fucks down the hall
When we couldn't get a second of sleep from noise at
I miss being stuck between
Time and time again I've been mentioning
there's always gold learning from those fuckers you know
Over hard drinks out bottles in the alleyway
And they won't know I've been trying harder to get
Out the midwest
All in that bet
Now I have confidence
I'll love you until death
I need some progress to feel alright
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Rutherford, Rexford Priest
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