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letra de 12 am - josh man

[verse 1]
12 am and the night’s just getting started
a kickoff party with bacardi, ad-hominem
arguments is already starting, this kind of brew
have you floating through stars and gas
clouds in sp-ce, i’m on to another sort of plane
of existence, need mittens for this sort of trip and
i’m kinda tripping over texts i’m getting and
like what i’ve written, is it good for sending? like d-mn

[verse 2]
i’m just trying not to get my hopes up
see the past has scarred me, left me sort of broken
i don’t trust n-body who be way too open
see the last one did that left me, took my focus
i don’t know, can i trust you baby girl?
are you telling truth? girl, i don’t know
are you rocking with me or just pleading fifth, see
baby girl, i don’t know

[chorus]
she tipsy, she say that she want me tonight
i’m conflicted, i need some time, i gotta think
are you truthful? or is it just the jack and red bull?
girl, i’m nervous, you flirting and it’s way too forward
she tipsy, she say that she want me tonight
i’m conflicted, i need some time, i gotta think
are you truthful? or is it just the jack and red bull?
girl, i’m nervous, you flirting and it’s way too forward

[verse 3]
midnight, city lights, so bright
i can’t see, through the rear view, on me
that girl from earlier
said that girl, said she want me, bruh
so we cruising, i’m heading down on the freeway
she adjusting to get some leeway
she talking to me, but i ain’t been hearing what she say, i just can’t

[bridge]
she tipsy, she say that she—
she tipsy, she say that she—
she tipsy, she say that she—
she tipsy, she say that she—
she tipsy, she say that she—
she tipsy, she say that she—
she tipsy, she say that she—
she tipsy, she—t-t-t-t

[verse 4]
look at me, simping on things that i gotta take charge in
work in the margins, i am an artist
i make deposits, lyrical starship
like wrath of khan is, pull up the suicide doors and launch in
my god wouldn’t switch, got me from begin
he alpha and end, my father and friend
no need to pretend, i got him, i’ll win
uh, looking at your boy, he be kinda coy, find his joy
hopeful for the world, like uh
your boy put in work, no shirt, what’s worse
is the bees or the birds? like uh
the girl over there, long hair, pretty face
and she looking at your boy like mmm
they gon’ be alright, it’s a good night
looking at your face in the pale moonlight

- josh man

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