Album: The Getaway
Your l.o.v.e., maybe I've had enough, I'm greedy
So walk out, and leave me
I'm-a pour my heart out in the C.D.
All the time I wasted with your mind games
And I ain't gonna stand in your way no more
I'm out the door for sure
Time to clear the air with kicks and snare hits
Listen, I no longer care who you share your bed with
Wishing you all the best I guess that I confess each
And
Every sin I did, the way I lived wicked
But I ain't begging you staying you see
Red he ain't praying it's me
Legging away and I'm out the door quick
You left me hanging in agony, never answered me back
Packing my bags happily, can it be that you're forfeit?
You're more fuel for the fire, my torch is lit
All that, all this, inspiring more hits
So I let it out through the music, get off my couch for
The music
Maybe a thousand or two cents, still hard to forget
See I'm proud as I'm stupid enough to say this
But too proud to be stupid enough to stay
I'm too loud for my music to ever fade
The dude just let it rain 'cause music's my getaway
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