Week in Paris
Spent my week in Paris
Feelin' like a savage, yeah
Had my usual headache
Middle finger to you doctor, mhm
These pills make me feel like an addict
Biking through the city like a lil' boy
I lost a couple coins, yeah
I thought about your voice
To replace the noise
Biking through the city like a lil' boy
I lost a couple coins, yeah
I thought about your voice
To replace the noise
(Spent, Spent)
Spent my week in Paris
And I miss you so
Hands are feeling cold
But you can bring me joy, yeah
And now you leave me here with maybes, mhm
So pretty when you swim, baby
When I dream baby, oh
So pretty when I weep, baby
When you fuck with me, oh
And everything is a maybe
With you
I know you don't stare at the sky
When it's blue
I lost a couple
Sun in your face, oh the beams
My hands on your ass give me chills
And everything is a maybe
With you
I know you don't stare at the sky
When it's blue
I lost a couple
Sun in your face, oh the beams
My hands on your ass give me chills
Biking through the city like a lil' boy
I lost a couple coins, yeah
I thought about your voice
To replace the noise
Biking through the city like a lil' boy
I lost a couple coins, yeah
I thought about your voice
To replace the noise
(Spent, Spent)
Spent my week in Paris
Feelin' like a savage, yeah
(Spent, Spent)
Spent my week in Paris
Feelin' like a savage, yeah
Feelin' like a savage, yeah
Had my usual headache
Middle finger to you doctor, mhm
These pills make me feel like an addict
Biking through the city like a lil' boy
I lost a couple coins, yeah
I thought about your voice
To replace the noise
Biking through the city like a lil' boy
I lost a couple coins, yeah
I thought about your voice
To replace the noise
(Spent, Spent)
Spent my week in Paris
And I miss you so
Hands are feeling cold
But you can bring me joy, yeah
And now you leave me here with maybes, mhm
So pretty when you swim, baby
When I dream baby, oh
So pretty when I weep, baby
When you fuck with me, oh
And everything is a maybe
With you
I know you don't stare at the sky
When it's blue
I lost a couple
Sun in your face, oh the beams
My hands on your ass give me chills
And everything is a maybe
With you
I know you don't stare at the sky
When it's blue
I lost a couple
Sun in your face, oh the beams
My hands on your ass give me chills
Biking through the city like a lil' boy
I lost a couple coins, yeah
I thought about your voice
To replace the noise
Biking through the city like a lil' boy
I lost a couple coins, yeah
I thought about your voice
To replace the noise
(Spent, Spent)
Spent my week in Paris
Feelin' like a savage, yeah
(Spent, Spent)
Spent my week in Paris
Feelin' like a savage, yeah
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