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Tell me this ain't true 'Cause I'm really scared to speak out Lovers all around me God, I feel twice as lonely now She said, "Log feel my pulse And listen to my heart pound" But I ain't feel nothing dude Nor do I hear a sound I don't care about anyone, for now Except for you She's back for the third time To me, that's some great news I could see you every night I know you wouldn't want to She asks to go out for a night I'm really tryna play it cool She said "Logan smile more" But you're the reason I didn't whore I'm dancing while the rain pours I'm guessing you could call it bored Got acne growing through my pores I thought it couldn't get any worse Apparently it can Face is full of red sores She loves whatever she wants But she only loves herself What's that smell? It's selfish It's hard to love someone When they don't love you back I tried, but it left a birthmark like the one on my forehead She's always checking her phone And never looks up It never really phased her She always got luck She always got what she wants Love and all the fun I tried to be nice But you took all my trust I think I'm reaching the Heavens Beretta, come here and just end it I know that people will miss me But right now it don't really mean nothin' I wanna rest with the goddesses Haven't found peace in a minute I'm in the section of fantasy While you're still trapped in the fiction She said, "I love you Logan" But I know you're full of shit How could you approach this Save my soul or squash it I was really lost in it You took the advantage On me, it was really sus But I was dumb and went with it So tell me this ain't true 'Cause I'm really scared to speak out Lovers all around me God, I feel twice as lonely now She said, "Log feel my pulse And listen to my heart pound" But I ain't feel nothing dude Nor do I hear a sound I don't care about anyone, for now Except for you She's back for the third time To me, that's some great news I could see you every night I know you wouldn't want to She asks to go out for a night I'm really tryna play it cool She said "Logan smile more" But you're the reason I didn't whore I'm dancing while the rain pours I'm guessing you could call it bored Got acne growing through my pores I thought it couldn't get any worse Apparently it can Face is full of red sores Look you got what you want You feel good about yourself? What's down there? It's Hell Because that's where you belong With ashes and evil But I could say the same thing about myself Her face beaming off the summer sun I won't forget a single little thing Her flaws she ain't got even one The memories created were more important to me
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- Duration
- 03:51
- Tempo
- 141 BPM