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    Emphatic, over-dramatic, pathetic stories are spun
    'Bout me and my loose tongue
    They'll have the jealousy pouring out as they sniff up the filth
    And text a tirade of hellish stuff
    I'm not here to hold you up
    While you pick away at my foundations
    Save me your story of woe
    Unwrap your cotton world and spare me this façade
    Oh, no

    And use me all the time
    Use me all the time
    Use me all the time
    Use me all the time

    I'm crawling out of the stagnant hole that you're wallowing in
    So don't you claw at my ankle
    They use my name as a scapegoat to cover their back
    But I won't ever attack, I move against the compulsion
    Dig my heel in the ground to think that you had the notion
    That I wouldn't make a sound

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    Use me all the time
    Use me all the time
    Use me all the time
    Use me all the time

    Oh, you're lost, love
    Oh
    Oh, you're lost, love
    Oh, no
    Oh, you're lost, lover
    Oh, oh

    Thank you

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    Composición: Sam Fender

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