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Ocean (gråta djävulen)


[V.I]
Baby I stand out don't you reach out
I use to stress you but I gotta die now
It'll be a sweet death I won't cry loud
Blue death notes falling out of my hand me downs
I can't sleep right I'm up all night
Take me away under oath from the street lights
Jesus f*cking Christ I might die tonight
Just look at the time I'll be on a good flight
I use to want you but I want the bands now
I'm gonna die soon you want me to live now
Drink two Xans down and talk to the clouds bout
That Q60, 95mph I'm a burnout don't wanna talk much
Yum yum in the Von Dutch I can't f*ck now
I'm thinking way too much I loved you too much
Why didn't I let go paint I hate you just for you
On a new scope

[Hook]
Baby I stand out
Don't you reach out
I use to stress you
But I gotta die now
It'll be a sweet death
I won't cry loud
Blue death notes
Falling out of my hand me downs
I can't sleep right
I'm up all night
Take me away
Under oath from the street lights
Jesus f*cking christ
I might die tonight
Just look at the moon
I'll be on a good flight
I use to want you
But I want the bands now
I'm gonna die soon
You want me to live no
Drink two Xans down
And talk to the clouds bout
That Q60, 95mph I'm a burnout

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