Flake

Sorry, I can't make it
Said I was sick but I faked it
Up late but I hate it

Emotional in the evening
I'm getting close to achieving
A feeling that won't be leaving soon
I feel like my heart's dry-heaving

Sorry, I can't make it
Said I was sick but I faked it
Up late but I hate it

Emotional in the evening
I'm getting close to achieving
A feeling that won't be leaving soon
I feel like my heart's dry-heaving



Credits
Writer(s): Lukas Needham
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