I Don't Think I Did

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It's a shame it had to end this way im crying in my crib
With who you're gonna play this game when I decide I quit?
Type, delete, type, delete I don't see no hint
So I'm sorry if I fucked it up but

Get it
I had it
I lost it
I knew it
My medic
I have it
I got it
Won't lose it
You bet if
I'm happy
Addicted
To music
I'm sad, there I said it
Still happy
Now sue me!
I'm the one who adapts to it, whatever it is
I'm the one who beats your boyfriend whoever he is
I'm the better player, I am clever, faster, gamer if she fucks up I blame her, she won't get away with it
She won't get away with it, but we can play around a while
We know it takes some fire to make me run a mile
You're drinking my blood
Then I drink the Nile
You ain't got enough? I walk out with a smile
(What?)
(Wild)
I know you may be thinking that's not my style
But suddenly I found out something has broke bad
The person in my head said ("We have a code red!")
Those nights getting harder and harder to relive
Your absence's a torture but more of a relief
This chapter has costed me both of my kidneys
Now feel like the spring that begins with some lillies
I don't need empathy, I don't need the pities
Your message got sent but I turned off the recieve
I'm happy you're back but my back's on you, let that sink in try to process, I back out with ease
Huh
(It's repeating)
This is a series
And now comes the twist, my brain I got back
Tells me I kinda got tired of gimmicks
It keeps being empty and I kinda got that
I crave every day that I received your kisses
Those days are now over they fell on my back
The change that you see, it is real and it pisses
me off but my dad told me not fucking my bad
I'm that dude who avoids a glass heart
When we start to keep our feelings buried in the backyard
When do we finally consider a test marked?
You only know you've grown when you see there is a stretchmark
'Cause that's what I need, that is not what I want
I want you to be here instead you are gone
I am just me, I am nobody's pawn
I choose when to begin, and I choose when I'm done

It's a shame it had to end this way I'm crying in my crib
With who you're gonna play this game when I decide I quit
Type, delete, type, delete I don't see no hint
So I'm sorry if I fucked it up but I don't think I did (What?)
I don't think I did (Woo, ay)

I'm simply the best (Wha'?)
Okay I'm lyin'
Still in my presence
You're gonna be flyin'
My mind gives you comfort, but you won't be hidin'
With me you won't look for the darkness to hide in
I stand on the bench you can see my excitement
So happy to see you I forgot my chores
I type on my phone saying you are my type and I let you fall down if you declare a war (Hey!)
Down, like I've never seen you (Woah)
Then I go out
And I grab a beer, hope
I shake and fall
Down on my knees, so
I can do it over again any day soon
Woo
Any day soon
Get off pain plane it's over the Moon
I'm mortal and I walk like I am more but I'm a total crash I'm always up to discuss this a sunday afternoon
So this is what it feels like to be on the road
Facing my fears, you'll get that at some point
I'm torn, still I go for it and I get that score
It's the stress and anxiety that keeps me on board
'Cause that's what I need, that is not what I want
I want you to be here instead you are gone
I am just me, I am nobody's pawn
I choose when to begin, and I choose when I'm done
'Cause that's what I need, that is not what I want (Ay)
I want you to be here instead you are gone
I am just me, I am nobody's pawn (Hey!)
I choose when to begin, and I choose when I'm done

It's a shame it had to end this way I'm crying in my crib
With who you're gonna play this game when I decide I quit
Type, delete, my minutes wasted on this shit
So I'm sorry if I fucked it up but I don't think I did
So I'm sorry if I fucked it up
So I'm sorry if I fucked it up
So I'm sorry if I fucked it up
So I'm sorry if I fucked it up but I don't think I did
And it's playin' in my mind, ah
Do I even give a f*ck about you?
Hmh, kinda

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