Floor

Shut-down. Another state
Man, I guess you contain it
You're feeling fucked about it, sounds like you were strung around
Searching around my place, I guess you can't blame me

When you're talking to me
It sounds like you're faded, and now you're gone
Face down on the floor

Shot down another face, man. I guess you can't blame me
You're feeling fucked about it
Sounds like you're faded and now you're lost

Face down on the floor
And now you're gone
Face down on the floor

Face down on the floor!

You shot down another face man, I guess you can't blame me
You shot down another face man, I guess you can't blame me
You shot down another face man, I guess you can't blame me
'Cause when you're talking to me
It sounds like you're faded and now you're lost

You shot down another face, man, I guess you can't blame me
But when you're talking to me
It sounds like you're faded, and now you're gone

Face down on the floor
And now you're lost



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Writer(s): John Fing, Shaun Mills, Zach Hauser
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