meet u there
(Where the fuck is dräco at?)
(SBP)
I can't even lie
But I don't wanna tell the truth
Lately I been high
Tryna forget about you
Reminiscin, my emotions distant cause no one compares
It ain't worked out in this life, shit in the next I might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Might meet you there)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
Been a while I hope you doin good
I've been chillin' on the west side of Berlin, not on my best side
I ran away and got a new life
Ran away I got some new ties
Ran away from my problems
Fell into wonderland and got stuck at the bottom
Fighting with myself made me a brawler
You made me big when I felt smaller
Lotta nights when I'm alone I stare at my phone thinkin' should I call her
I always think stupid shit when I'm fucked up and I know
I always do stupid shit cause I'm fucked up and it shows
I can't even lie
But I don't wanna tell the truth
Lately I been high
Tryna forget about you
Reminiscin, my emotions distant cause no one compares
It ain't worked out in this life, shit in the next I might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
(Might meet you there)
(Might meet you there)
(Might meet you there)
(Might meet you there)
(SBP)
I can't even lie
But I don't wanna tell the truth
Lately I been high
Tryna forget about you
Reminiscin, my emotions distant cause no one compares
It ain't worked out in this life, shit in the next I might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Might meet you there)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
(Uh)
Been a while I hope you doin good
I've been chillin' on the west side of Berlin, not on my best side
I ran away and got a new life
Ran away I got some new ties
Ran away from my problems
Fell into wonderland and got stuck at the bottom
Fighting with myself made me a brawler
You made me big when I felt smaller
Lotta nights when I'm alone I stare at my phone thinkin' should I call her
I always think stupid shit when I'm fucked up and I know
I always do stupid shit cause I'm fucked up and it shows
I can't even lie
But I don't wanna tell the truth
Lately I been high
Tryna forget about you
Reminiscin, my emotions distant cause no one compares
It ain't worked out in this life, shit in the next I might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
I might meet you there
Might meet you there
(Might meet you there)
(Might meet you there)
(Might meet you there)
(Might meet you there)
Credits
Writer(s): Erik Lindblom
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