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When the sober stays Lie me in my grave By soft highs, all of them chalk lines Them green stop signs They, (They) they, they, they (They) Keep me in my lane, keep me so embraced by high priced Boxes of hot cries, end of the night sighs American hot pies Fuck
'Cause nothing's consequential When the law is run by the law So when they do wrong, wrong, wrong (Who the fuck you call? Who the fuck you call?) Something's consequential The world is on fire, run by intelligent liars Shit, am I tired? Popped all my tires Someone call Myres
When the sober stays Lie me in my grave By soft highs, all of them chalk lines Them green stop signs They, (They) they, they, they (They) Keep me in my lane, keep me so embraced by high priced Boxes of hot cries, end of the night sighs American hot pies Fuck
Tell me that I'm special, but what does all that mean? Everyone is someone to somebody (Fuck) Tell me that I'm special, but what does all that mean? Everyone is someone to somebody (Fuck)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
