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The Mourning After

Mac Miller

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The Mourning After

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Morning after, my lungs hurtEat your pussy just to show you how my tongue worksIts funny how we fuck but fell in love firstBeen three years, I wish I finally trust herShe make me feel like how them drugs workItchin' from my fixture when she go and love hurtsI just get a temper, I just need somebody I can vent toSomeone get me stoned, be my emmaLeft your lipstick on the glass of your daquairiRuby red usually end up tragicallyWork of art, you can be my masterpieceBut you fast asleepSomething 'bout the painMakes me want moreDone a lotta drugsNever felt like this beforeI hope one day it all makes senseIt'll all make senseYou can have it allTell me what you needBelievin' all them silly things you readI hope one day it all makes senseOne day it'll all make senseUhh now she wake upCryin' while she puttin' on her makeupTrapped inside her love for meAnd no escape for herYou wanna leave say the wordBut she can'tLookin' in my eyesIs everything okay, she liesPut on her disguise, play it safe'cuz we've been fightin' for the past three weeksShe keep this one inside, she don't wanna seem weakStrong, baby tell me what's been goin' onI don't wanna be so aloneSo you gotta get me high againI got all this money we could try to spendUntil we strung out like a violinCome back to life, then we die againLittle angel, where's your halo?Somewhere above them warsSomething 'bout the painMakes me want moreDone a lotta drugsNever felt like this beforeI hope one day it all makes senseIt'll all make senseYou can have it allTell me what you needBelievin' all them silly things you readI hope one day it all makes senseOne day it'll all make senseYou get me high girl, scared of overdoseI don't sleep much, when I do I'm coolin' my toesMay I propose a toast?Someone usually does, to our fucked up loveYou get me high girl, scared of overdoseI don't sleep much, when I do I'm coolin my toesPropose a toastSomeone usually does, to our fucked up loveSomething 'bout the painMakes me want moreDone a lotta drugsNever felt like this before(inhale noise)You can have it all, tell me what you needBelievin' all them silly things you readDon't cry, it'll all be over soon
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