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​sevenfeet & notahero - ​bury me in august lyrics

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[intro: sevenfeet]
(the sound clown)
(tiedforsilver)
you only hit my phone when you don’t feel alright
i’m at your beck and call, but i’m still some other guy

[chorus: sevenfeet]
i think it’s time i packed a bag and ran away
in case you even cared, i still feel the same
you tell me that you’re here and it’ll be okay
i’m breaking like the leaves in this winter rain
you tell me those three words, i can’t trust that
brand new silver benz, feelings on the dash, yeah
i might just hit a hundred, never going back
i’m feeling presidential when i count my stacks

[verse 1: sevenfeet]
you just wanna break my bones, and that’s fine
were those tears even real i saw when you cried?
it was already hard to trust now it’s worse by ten times
you left me with no choice, i’m leaving tonight
i’ve been in this race and it’s making me exhausted
shawty filled with hate, and we losing all our progress
ain’t got the time to waste, but you’ll bury me in august
yeah, in august, yeah, in august
saw it in her eyes, she like messing with my conscience
wishing i could change, i don’t know if i can solve it
moving to the day that i’ll be inside a coffin
a coffin, yeah, a coffin
[chorus: sevenfeet]
i think it’s time i packed a bag and ran away
in case you even cared, i still feel the same
you tell me that you’re here and it’ll be okay
i’m breaking like the leaves in this winter rain
you tell me those three words, i can’t trust that
brand new silver benz, feelings on the dash, yeah
i might just hit a hundred, never going back
i’m feeling presidential when i count my stacks

[verse 2: notahero]
i’m starting to feel like i’m a junkie, but i’m not ready to be done yet
i fear i’m falling into the void, come grab my outstretched hand
so high i’m seeing into the future, but i don’t know where i’ma land
we got the whole weekend, baby, what’s the point in getting mad?
tommy jacket on me, ’cause it’s way too cold for july
got something special in my cup, i think my brain might get fried
and would you cry, baby, if tonight’s the night that i died?
but i could never let you go, baby, you’re way too special
a new shirt after i smoke to be respectful
a new number i’ve never seen on top the dashboard
i might just pack my things and go, i don’t want to stop when i’m home
’cause this winter rain outside so wet and cold
and i’m too f_cking drunk to see straight, baby, i feel nauseous
a different type of dumb in your head to say i ain’t popping
it’s blue it’s not a green thumb ’cause i’m counting hundreds
i shake it into a tornado like a f_cking mosh pit
girl, i’m loving you ’cause everything you do is flawless
you could stop it, but i don’t wanna stop it
no, i don’t wanna, i don’t wanna

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