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sam ray club - waiting 4 my ruca lyrics

Artist: sam ray club

album: waiting 4 my ruca


Sadie
Come to my show
I know it's freezing
I know it's cold
But I don't mind
If you're on your phone
Or if you leave early
I'll just see you at home
Ankle biter drive me crazy
Take my hand and try to make me
I know you fucking hate me but
I'm over it and
I don't know what to say to you anymore
I know I'm fucking crazy but I've been
Looking for a better way to get my kicks and when
I think about it lately, I wanna get back all my indie street cred
In 2018 you taught me how to sprinkle adderall inside the bowl
I learned the hard way
To keep my mouth shut then I get to sing about it
I don't wanna know
I should have let it go
There's no accounting for taste to be honest but
I grew up fucked up I didn't mean to hurt you
Blood, Cum, Sweat, Tears
And none of it is true
Ankle biter drive me crazy
Take my hand and try to make me
I know you fucking hate me but
I'm over it and
I don't know what to say to you anymore
I know you wanna save me
But baby I just wanna keep it suffering and stiff
And I know I'm lazy but this time I'm gonna let it move me
You only waited one day to tell me everything you felt
I guess it's fuck your boyfriend
I learned the hard way
To keep my mouth shut then I get to sing about it
I don't wanna know
I should have let it go
There's no accounting for taste to be honest but
I grew up fucked up I didn't mean to hurt you
Blood, Cum, Sweat, Tears
And none of it is true

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