My hands are frozen into chains behind my back
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So please don’t swallow down the key, let me out
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Yeah, I’m in trouble, can’t stop what’s coming
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Can’t blame this one on bad luck
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How can I, how can I
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How can I fix what I fucked up?
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How can I fix what I fucked up?
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How can I, how can I
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How can I fix what I fucked up?
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Iced out, got hot, bit the dust hardcore
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But I’m at the same place I was before
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Yeah, I’m in trouble, can’t stop what’s coming
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Can’t blame this one on bad luck
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How can I, how can I
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How can I fix what I fucked up?
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How can I fix what I fucked up?
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How can I, how can I
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How can I fix what I fucked up?
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It was boys and girls and girls and boys
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The Southern Comfort from your comforter got destroyed
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It was shady eyes with the violent noise
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We on the graveyard digging where the love is void
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We had a meltdown underground
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Just a cemetery chick, but it's over now
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But I still taste your bones when I’m all alone
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You’re the best I ever had, but now you’ve got to go
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And now I’m on my own
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I said, “Please don’t go.”
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Please don’t go
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How can I, how can I
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How can I fix what I fucked up?
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How can I fix what I fucked up?
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How can I, how can I
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How can I fix what I fucked up?
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I miss your touch and my skin on yours
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I want a taste of what I adore
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How can I, how can I
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How can I fix what I fucked up?
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How can I fix what I fucked up?
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How can I fix what I fucked up?
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How can I, how can I
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How can I fix what I fucked up?
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How Can I
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| Charli Xcx |
