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Cat Ayala
Cat Ayala
Songwriter
Alex Gonzalez
Alex Gonzalez
Songwriter
Angelo Santoyo
Angelo Santoyo
Songwriter

Lyrics

Tonight he's on a box
Not sure of much or where he's goin'
I hear he barely talks
Not sure if he's just shy or smokin'
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Heard he's seen here a lot
Not sure if all his friends have left him
Heard he smokes cigarettes
Lights up but never ever finishes them
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Can you ask me how I'm doin' cause I'm not doin' well
I've played this game we're all the same it's not that hard to tell
You won't look at me
It's hard to see
That you're not doin' well
We're not promised our own todays
So I hope to fuck this helps
Can you ask me how I'm doin' cause I'm not doin' well
I've played this game we're all the same it's not that hard to tell
You won't look at me
It's hard to see
That you're not doin' well
We're not promised our own todays
So I hope to fuck this helps
Written by: Alex Gonzalez, Angelo Santoyo, Cat Ayala
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