Pavlov
DK
Uh
Swore I didn't wanna pull up, but she made it worth the time out
White space with the green dots, red streaks
Baby, tell me what the fuck you cryin' 'bout
Comin' down, I wanna tear my fuckin' eyes out
If we're goin' in, then we ain't comin' out
Hopin' you can see my face, fuck the plug and his goin' rates
Off a pill, on and off the molly doin' dinner dates
Teeth chatter over paper plates
You were really terrific
Really? I thought that I totally screwed up that college dorm scene
You never know
I gotta po-, I gotta post up
I gotta stay, stay posted
Fuckboy
Ooh, ad-lib session
Straight up ad-lib session
Straight up ad-lib session
Straight up like no bullshit
Double-dippin' benzos, watching pussy fuck my life up
Or the other way around, kept a gag on my mouth
She can't see me, I don't make a sound
When she spoke, I kept my eyes to the fuckin' ground
New phone
Never saved a contact as emergency that's dead to me
I told you if I relapse, it was meant to be
It's beautiful
40 people wildin' off the Hennessy
Everybody screamin', "Fuck therapy"
Masked up
Sally-facin' out the rental with my eyes bright red
I was dancin' in the fog
She was cryin', lookin' over the new Gucci sweater catalog
Salivatin' like a fuckin' dog
I, I didn't think you'd show
I mean, it meant so much to me, and then I thought
Why was I obsessing over whether or not you saw me?
She still get high
Uh
Swore I didn't wanna pull up, but she made it worth the time out
White space with the green dots, red streaks
Baby, tell me what the fuck you cryin' 'bout
Comin' down, I wanna tear my fuckin' eyes out
If we're goin' in, then we ain't comin' out
Hopin' you can see my face, fuck the plug and his goin' rates
Off a pill, on and off the molly doin' dinner dates
Teeth chatter over paper plates
You were really terrific
Really? I thought that I totally screwed up that college dorm scene
You never know
I gotta po-, I gotta post up
I gotta stay, stay posted
Fuckboy
Ooh, ad-lib session
Straight up ad-lib session
Straight up ad-lib session
Straight up like no bullshit
Double-dippin' benzos, watching pussy fuck my life up
Or the other way around, kept a gag on my mouth
She can't see me, I don't make a sound
When she spoke, I kept my eyes to the fuckin' ground
New phone
Never saved a contact as emergency that's dead to me
I told you if I relapse, it was meant to be
It's beautiful
40 people wildin' off the Hennessy
Everybody screamin', "Fuck therapy"
Masked up
Sally-facin' out the rental with my eyes bright red
I was dancin' in the fog
She was cryin', lookin' over the new Gucci sweater catalog
Salivatin' like a fuckin' dog
I, I didn't think you'd show
I mean, it meant so much to me, and then I thought
Why was I obsessing over whether or not you saw me?
She still get high
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Writer(s): Luís Ribeiro
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