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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryce Tomaszewski
Bryce Tomaszewski
Songwriter
Vincent Horne
Vincent Horne
Songwriter

Lyrics

I don't wanna just forget
All the things I've never said
But would you take them in
Hard as it may be to listen
I've been trapped in my own head
Waiting for the day when all this can make sense
I don't wanna just pretend that
I'm a ghost that ain't died yet
If I change my direction would you
Find any traces left to say
Not like I'd listen anyway
Bendin' 10 20's on a cardi-a sink
Won't you tell me what you like
What you want
What you think
Say the name you can have it
Just need money in the bank
What the fuck
What the hell
Must be something in my drink
Bendin' 10 20's on a cardi-a sink
Won't you tell me what you like
What you want
What you think
Say the name you can have it
Just need money in the bank
What the fuck
What the hell
Must be something in my drink
Written by: Bryce Tomaszewski, Vincent Horne
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