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**I love me enough for the both of us, while maybe loving you too much, apparently my feelings is strong enough to chauffeur us. But every other month you slam on the brakes like you don’t give a **** I guess things are normal to you only when it’s commotion huh** Backing all of this traffic up As I pay attention to the signs You appear to hate me more than a ******** but nah see... You can’t change what God see The future Me and you were meant to be I say that without humor You remember when you told me to stay woke without the rooster. Well our hearts used to beat the same rhythm, now it’s more like acoustic. **** acapella if we let you tell it. We was high speeding What made you take your foot off the pedal? I guess you just needed a break You cut me off to get into my lane It wasn’t on accident so you didn’t need Allstate. I guess for me slowing down was a mistake. We shoulda just hit and run.
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May 1, 2019
May 1, 2019 at 8:17 PM UTC
Jhene Draiko
**I love me enough for the both of us, while maybe loving you too much, apparently my feelings is strong enough to chauffeur us. But every other month you slam on the brakes like you don’t give a **** I guess things are normal to you only when it’s commotion huh** Backing all of this traffic up As I pay attention to the signs You appear to hate me more than a ******** but nah see... You can’t change what God see The future Me and you were meant to be I say that without humor You remember when you told me to stay woke without the rooster. Well our hearts used to beat the same rhythm, now it’s more like acoustic. **** acapella if we let you tell it. We was high speeding What made you take your foot off the pedal? I guess you just needed a break You cut me off to get into my lane It wasn’t on accident so you didn’t need Allstate. I guess for me slowing down was a mistake. We shoulda just hit and run.
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May 1, 2019
May 1, 2019 at 8:17 PM UTC
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