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Stop By

 

Stop By

(álbum: TieDye, Pt. 1 - 2015)


What do you possibly thing you know about love?
Y'know I'm sick and tired of men using love like it's some kind of disease you just catch
Love should have brought your ass home last night

What is it
Yeah
Fuck could I [?]

She said soon day soon I hope you learn to keep it real
I could not tell you how in the fuck I'm supposed to feel
She said what am I after
I could not tell you (I could not tell you)
You're a disaster
But I got to be near you (But I got to be near you)
An I don't know if I (if I)
Love you or just got love for you
Tell me if it's enough for you
You can pull up

Can you stop by
I know I say this every time
Can you stop by
You know I hate it when we fight
Can you stop by
Can you stop by

She don't want to go back home to Toronto
I told her you're extra concerned who I'm loving when you're gone
You're not down the strip, doesn't work for me at all
When it's getting late you know who I need to call
And it's like that sometimes, baby
Said it's like that sometime baby

Can you stop by
I know I say this every time
Can you stop by
You know I hate it when we fight
Can you stop by
Can you stop by

One last minute fight to Vegas
Dreaming about that body naked
Two shots girl you'll fucking take it
Sin City wasn't made for angels
Faded
Wake up in the morning, strangers
Straight up
Girl you would tell me and I'd hang up
You take everything serious
You tell me it wasn't me
If you can't get everything, you don't want anything

feito

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