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    In my head we still fucking
    You grab my belt loop, pull me close
    So you could touch it
    My mind quick to lose
    You know that I can't think 'bout nothing

    When you're in me
    Nothing 'bout it's friendly
    We both know what feels good now hurts us in the end and
    There's no winning when I want you bad but know that I can't give in

    That's why I only see you in my head now
    My angels won't let me text ya
    I visit my memories instead
    Cause in real life to me you're dead
    IRL to me you're dead
    In real life to me you're dead

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    Funny how I romanticize it
    When really you was lying
    I'm more than a side piece
    Get up off your high horse

    Boy you just a crash course on what not to do, if I wanna find my purpose
    And not to blame the world just cause you're nearing your 40's
    But can't even scratch the surface
    But you sure know what to do with it
    What to do with me
    Honestly I still miss the D

    That's why I only see you in my head now
    My angels won't let me text ya
    I visit my memories instead
    Cause in real life to me you're dead
    IRL to me you're dead
    In real life to me you're dead
    Don't rest in peace motherfucker

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    Composition: Faith Richards

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