Fading Away
Flights you taking
World around you changing
Now I'm lost in translation again
Again, but this ain't
This ain't what you wanted baby
I saw them ghosts up in your room, I know you haunted baby
I know your new man just a bore he got you yawning baby
Back fore the morning baby
Back fore the morning baby, yeah
Yeah, I did my dance with the devil again
I know where this story goes in the end
If this is it tell me when, tell me when
Tell me when, when, when, when, yeah
Know it's a dream way too good to exist
And now you fading away in the mist
I've never flourished at taking a hint, a hint, yeah
(Yeah)
I did my dance with the devil again
I know where this story goes in the end
If this is it tell me when, tell me when
Tell me when, when, when, when
Yeah
(Yeah)
Bitch I'm back at it
Took me a shot, to the shot, to the shot, to the shot think I need me a flak jacket
Shawty upping the stick and she granting a wish every bullet gon' hit on some black magic
Look at what you become this time can't bite my tongue had to drop your ass off like a bad habit
Can't give no fucks now
Why you think I'm pouring up now
Yeah my brain is turning into mush now
So-called model bitches going up down, mental quicksand think I'm stuck now
Can't even focus on a buck now
Fuck love drowning in the lust now
Forever comfy in a rut now, for real
(Something to look forward to)
Yeah, I did my dance with the devil again
I know where this story goes in the end
If this is it tell me when, tell me when
Tell me when, when, when, when, yeah
Know it's a dream way too good to exist
And now you fading away in the mist
I've never flourished at taking a hint, a hint, yeah
(Yeah)
I did my dance with the devil again
I know where this story goes in the end
If this is it tell me when, tell me when
Tell me when, when, when, when
World around you changing
Now I'm lost in translation again
Again, but this ain't
This ain't what you wanted baby
I saw them ghosts up in your room, I know you haunted baby
I know your new man just a bore he got you yawning baby
Back fore the morning baby
Back fore the morning baby, yeah
Yeah, I did my dance with the devil again
I know where this story goes in the end
If this is it tell me when, tell me when
Tell me when, when, when, when, yeah
Know it's a dream way too good to exist
And now you fading away in the mist
I've never flourished at taking a hint, a hint, yeah
(Yeah)
I did my dance with the devil again
I know where this story goes in the end
If this is it tell me when, tell me when
Tell me when, when, when, when
Yeah
(Yeah)
Bitch I'm back at it
Took me a shot, to the shot, to the shot, to the shot think I need me a flak jacket
Shawty upping the stick and she granting a wish every bullet gon' hit on some black magic
Look at what you become this time can't bite my tongue had to drop your ass off like a bad habit
Can't give no fucks now
Why you think I'm pouring up now
Yeah my brain is turning into mush now
So-called model bitches going up down, mental quicksand think I'm stuck now
Can't even focus on a buck now
Fuck love drowning in the lust now
Forever comfy in a rut now, for real
(Something to look forward to)
Yeah, I did my dance with the devil again
I know where this story goes in the end
If this is it tell me when, tell me when
Tell me when, when, when, when, yeah
Know it's a dream way too good to exist
And now you fading away in the mist
I've never flourished at taking a hint, a hint, yeah
(Yeah)
I did my dance with the devil again
I know where this story goes in the end
If this is it tell me when, tell me when
Tell me when, when, when, when
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Writer(s): Antonio Lynch
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