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[intro: sewerperson, sadie jean, wyd now?]
i don’t wanna be 20-something
and still in my head about
17 in my bedroom talking
you said that by now we’d
i don’t wanna come off too strongly
paint the walls of our shared apartment
i been in my head about
you’re still everything i want and
how we could’ve still wrote the story
i think we could work it out
but now this sh-t’s dead and i
so what are you doing now?
jabarionthebeat
(let’s go)
[chorus]
life changed when i’d written all these notebook scr-ps
even if i wanted i could not go back
on the road doing nights in this chevrolet van
10th time i been thinking ’bout the talks we had
if i blow up baby don’t get erased from the blast
whеn you blow up fake friends come back from thе past
i don’t make up with the people that had held me back
i was laid up in the er way, way down bad

[verse]
yeah okay, maybe it was just the hand i was dealt
when you with me i feel a way i think i’d never felt
the kush i breathe got the eyes upon my face on melt
if you need me you could find me on the astroid belt
ice in my veins turn my body to a freezer
if you laid back, not going out then me neither
she flirt a lot at first then ghost me, she a teaser
pay to play sh-t, if you rich you could lease her
i don’t wanna come off too strongly (no, no)
but i been in my head about (yuh)
how we could’ve still wrote this story (my baby)
but now this sh-t’s dead and i (okay)
dug my grave and i’m laying in it right now
this cookie horse tranq, how it put me in a timeout
three grams in the woods like i’m tryna’ say timber
i was tryna’ smoke away what i still remembered
[chorus]
life changed when i’d written all these notebook scr-ps (i don’t wanna be twenty-something)
even if i wanted i could not go back (and still in my head about)
on the road doing nights in this chevrolet van (seventeen in my bedroom talking)
10th time i been thinking ’bout the talks we had (you said that by now we’d)
if i blow up baby don’t get erased from the blast (paint the walls of our shared apartment)
when you blow up fake friends come back from the past (you’re still everything i want and)
i don’t make up with the people that had held me back (i think we could work it out)
i was laid up in the er way, way down bad (so what are you do—)

[outro: sadie jean, wyd now?]
i don’t wanna be twenty-something
and still in my head about
seventeen in my bedroom talking
you said that by now we’d
paint the walls of our shared apartment
you’re still everything i want and
i think we could work it out
so what are you doing?

- sewerperson

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