Your Perfumes
Maybe I'm just not cut out for this
Stupid life where I can't make any friends
And oh I hate
The way you makes me do things
I wouldn't do alone
Maybe If I admit to being
Workaholic then you would let me
Use your perfumes to hide the smell of
Weed In my car at 6 in the morning
Stupid life where I can't make any friends
And oh I hate
The way you makes me do things
I wouldn't do alone
Maybe If I admit to being
Workaholic then you would let me
Use your perfumes to hide the smell of
Weed In my car at 6 in the morning
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Writer(s): Napat Srisom
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