Got Away With Things

Got away with things
Murder, murder, murder
Someone took my place
Torture, torture, torture
Pressures turned to pain
Finally going under
This won't last all day
Keeping my composure

Can I ask you why you're calling
No, I never said that I was sorry
Won no victory that you applauded
Now I'm standing out here and I'm starving

I'm not with the games you're playing
(playin)
And I don't like all the things you're saying
(sayin)
No, I won't take long to stand up and say it
(zoom zoom)
And I can't stop, stand there and take it
(no way)

Got away with things
Murder, murder, murder
Someone took my place
Torture, torture, torture
Pressures turned to pain
Finally going under
This won't last all day
Keeping my composure

Sittin on the floor in middle of the night
Living for yourself does it really feel right and
Standin on the shelf just in case you need to find me
Never needed help now the evidence is blinding

Sittin on the floor in middle of the night
(Sittin on the floor in middle of the night)
Living for yourself does it really feel right and
(Living for yourself does it really feel right)
Standin on the shelf just in case you need to find me
(Standin on the shelf just in case you need to find me)
Never needed help now the evidence is blinding
(Never needed help now the evidence is blinding)

The evidence is blinding
Blinding
The evidence is blinding
Blinding

Got away with things
Murder, murder, murder
Someone took my place
Torture, torture, torture
Pressures turned to pain
Finally going under
This won't last all day
Keeping my composure



Credits
Writer(s): Jonah Scott
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