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trauma
by 4AM
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Now why she calling up my phone like I dont want her
If you wanna talk it could get hot just like the summer
I know that boy was mad because he saw im doing numbers
I go and blow a bag and then i go and get another
Keep my circle small because I dont like the drama
I dont wanna talk i just wanna count the commas
You know I been through it I cant live with all the trauma
You be talking problems then you know I got a lotta
And you know I dont wanna
What do i do
I cant choose
Say youre better, need some proof
I pop two
And i snooze
Leave a scar, you left a bruise
Say you love me its not true
Only love on thing, not you
You dont know what Ive been through
Wouldnt last one day in these shoes
I can feel my heart grow colder
If you talking we gon turn you to a folder
Im a different person when Im sober
Baby can you wake me when its over
Now why she calling up my phone like I dont want her
If you wanna talk it could get hot just like the summer
I know that boy was mad because he saw im doing numbers
I go and blow a bag and then i go and get another
Keep my circle small because I dont like the drama
I dont wanna talk i just wanna count the commas
You know I been through it I cant live with all the trauma
You be talking problems then you know I got a lotta
And you know I dont wanna
Now why she calling up my phone like I dont want her
If you wanna talk it could get hot just like the summer
I know that boy was mad because he saw im doing numbers
I go and blow a bag and then i go and get another
Keep my circle small because I dont like the drama
I dont wanna talk i just wanna count the commas
You know I been through it I cant live with all the trauma
You be talking problems then you know I got a lotta
And you know I dont wanna
What do i do
I cant choose
Say youre better, need some proof
I pop two
And i snooze
Leave a scar, you left a bruise
Say you love me its not true
Only love on thing, not you
You dont know what Ive been through
Wouldnt last one day in these shoes
I can feel my heart grow colder
If you talking we gon turn you to a folder
Im a different person when Im sober
Baby can you wake me when its over
Now why she calling up my phone like I dont want her
If you wanna talk it could get hot just like the summer
I know that boy was mad because he saw im doing numbers
I go and blow a bag and then i go and get another
Keep my circle small because I dont like the drama
I dont wanna talk i just wanna count the commas
You know I been through it I cant live with all the trauma
You be talking problems then you know I got a lotta
And you know I dont wanna
