4AM

4am surely he's in the back room
 Bullets in the ceiling with the volume loud
 I'm still in your kitchen getting high
 'Cause I miss you
 When I'm sober I can figure it out
 4am surely he's in the back room
 Bullets in the ceiling with the volume loud
 I think I would kill myself for her
 Cigarettes and sex
 Helps us get past all of it again
 Cigarettes and sex
 Helps us get past all of it again
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 Cigarettes and sex
 Helps us get past all of it again
 4am surely he's in the back room
 Bullets in the ceiling with the volume loud
 I'm still in your kitchen getting high
 'Cause I miss you
 When I'm sober I can figure it out
 Go slow with it
 You lost control with it
 I think I would kill myself
 If I stay with you
 It won't be safe for you
 I think I would kill myself
 Eyes going back
 I try to relax
 She tells me I'm not alone
 Yeah
 In the back of a cab
 I'm starting to crash
 She tells me I'm not alone
 When I'm faded, wasted
 I think I would kill myself
 Cigarettes and sex
 Helps us get past all of it again
 Cigarettes and sex
 Helps us get past all of it again
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 Cigarettes and sex
 Helps us get past all of it again
 
 Helps us get past all of it again