C.B.F.

My childhood best friend is leaving me now
Please tell me that me dreams have not come true
She told me that I gotta live fast, die young before I fall up off this earth
She told me that I drink too much ima end up six feet under the ground

Fucked up world and a fucked up mind
Fucked up creeping all the time
You been crawling out the ground for way too long
Sometimes I wanna take control and put you in
Fucked up world and a fucked up mind
Fucked up wasted all the time
When can I stay out way too late
To drag your leg and pull you in



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Writer(s): Hunter Healy
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