Don't want to sober up
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The sun is killin' my buzz
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that's why they call it "Mourning"
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Thought I was strong enough
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Threw my bottle at the sky, said
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"God, that's a warning"
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Don't wanna sober up
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Try to keep it inside
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but I just wanna pour it
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Thought I was strong enough
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Got a lot of shit to say
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couldn't fit it in the chorus
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I just left Wally, spent a Maserati
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The way I gotta flex
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you think I did Pilates
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I call my quote-unquote friends
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"Do you got plans?"
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Turns out everyone's free
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when the dinner is
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Then they drag me to
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a party out in Malibu
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After thirty High Noons
|
it was pretty cool
|
Tried to shoot my shot
|
she told me that
|
she had to shoot, bye-bye (Damn)
|
Don't want to sober up
|
The sun is killin' my buzz
|
that's why they call it "Mourning"
|
Thought I was strong enough
|
Threw my bottle at the sky, said
|
"God, that's a warning"
|
Don't wanna sober up
|
Try to keep it inside
|
but I just wanna pour it
|
Thought I was strong enough
|
Got a lot of shit to say
|
couldn't fit it in the chorus
|
Stumblin' down the corridor
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came across an open door
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Throwin' up is easy
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and who put on The Commodores?
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That's a nice tile floor
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wish I got to know you more
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Who am I talkin' to? Nobody
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Take me outside
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I'm a little too high
|
Paid a little too much for
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the time of my life
|
When the money ain't a problem
|
everyone's lying
|
Even when I tell myself that I-
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Don't want to sober up
|
The sun is killin' my buzz
|
that's why they call it "Mourning"
|
Thought I was strong enough
|
Threw my bottle at the sky, said
|
"God, that's a warning"
|
Don't wanna sober up
|
Try to keep it inside
|
but I just wanna pour it
|
Thought I was strong enough
|
Got a lot of shit to say
|
couldn't fit it in the chorus
|
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Mourning
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| Post Malone |
