Lyrics:
the real not the counterfeited Inventorying Hat Shack Accusation and condemnation Condescension whispers in my ear Says I'll never do, won't ever be More
I'm falling apart I hope when I die, they tell the truth about me I wasn't a good friend, inventorying, obsessively Texts and calls, and who showed up
Miss my time up on the porch again I'm tryna scorch again, Endorphin lit off past inventorying Back in time its a DeLorean the doors suicidal I'm my own
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