333 Am

It's a late night
Eyes looking like brake lights
I can't even get the day right
Ima take another and have a safe flight
Jaw locked
Face tight
Looks gone through face wipes
She's here not my type
Oh well that's life
Oh well that's life
Oh well that's life
Oh well that's life
Oh well that's life

It's 333 AM and I can't feel my face again
And I can't seem to tell a friend
There's a hole in my bed where you once have been at
333 AM and I'm sinking into place again
And I have some that must confess
I dream of you when I haven't slept at
333 AM
333 AM
333 AM
333 AM

Another late night
Why won't you pick up the facetime
Whys my brain fried
Probably cause I haven't seen any daylight
Dark room cell phone spotlight
Only Time I ever get to shine bright
Never was good at getting time right
But every time I look at the clock

It's 333 AM and I can't feel my face again
And I can't seem to tell a friend
There's a hole in my bed where you once have been at
333 AM and I'm sinking into place again
And I have some that must confess
I dream of you when I haven't slept at
333 AM
333 AM
333 AM
333 AM
333 AM
333 AM
333 AM
333 AM



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Writer(s): Jacob Cravey
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