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Highs Lyrics


You little fuckin child boy lookin bitch
You think love songs make up for any of the shit you've put me through
Making me question myself
My worth
And look it's my fault too for even fuckin with you
Let alone fucking with you
All this time wondering if you ever fucked with me
But it was always your music, man
You and your stupid ass friends
Where's the music, huh
Where's that trash ass music now
Oh
You have to leave for a month
Go to California
Your white ass prolly thinks you're fuckin Bon Iver or some shit
Getting money
Talkin bout fuckin bitches
You broke
You have never made me cum
Trash no rhythm lookin ass
Why you think I always go to the bathroom after we fuck
I'm so sick of this shit dude
I feel bad for the next bitch that is stupid enough to fall for your dumb ass
I really am
Cuz you're never gonna change
Repetitive cycle


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Written by: Alyssa Pearl-Ross, Colby Geoffroy, Devin Sloan, Isabelle Boisvert, Max Arel

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