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Virginia To Vegas

r.i.p.

 

r.i.p.

(album: life gets interesting... - 2023)


Stop, getting in my head like that
I still got some strings attached
Twelve months and twenty six days later
Why? Honestly, I don't know why
You're giving me a call tonight
I thought we don't look good on paper

I-I-I thought we had it so good
Then you said goodbye-e-ye-e-ye-e
We had a light, you let it die

Baby, now it's R.I.P. to you and me
Summer nights, suburban streets
So it's purple skies and cheap whiskey
Whatever happened and what we imagined when
We were writing two first names, in citrus trees
Someone check, my BPM
'Cause only ever my heart still beating
Baby you broke the rest in pieces

(R.I.P. to you and me)
Baby you broke the rest in pieces
(R.I.P. to you and me)
'Cause baby you broke the rest in pieces

This battle
Has got me thinking about this, killing your bottle
Of wherever I know, there's nothing to unknowns
Sinking in hotel pools, junk tattoos
I don't know about you, but

I-I-I thought we had it so good
Then you said goodbye-e-ye-e-ye-e
We had a light, you let it die

Baby, now it's R.I.P. to you and me
Summer nights, suburban streets
So it's purple skies and cheap whiskey
Whatever happened and what we imagined when
We were writing two first names, in citrus trees
Someone check, my BPM
'Cause only ever my heart still beating
Baby you broke the rest in pieces

(R.I.P. to you and me)
Baby you broke the rest in pieces
(R.I.P. to you and me)
'Cause baby you broke the rest in pieces

Baby, now it's R.I.P. to you and me
Summer nights, suburban streets
So it's purple skies and cheap whiskey
Whatever happened and what we imagined when
We were writing two first names, in citrus trees
Someone check, my BPM
'Cause only ever my heart still beating
Baby you broke the rest in pieces

(R.I.P. to you and me)
Baby you broke the rest in pieces
(R.I.P. to you and me)
'Cause baby you broke the rest in pieces

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