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​pre's round mine @ 5 - ​swazrika lyrics

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[intro]
synthetic, drugs, club
hahaha, hahaha
pre’s round mine at five
we give impressions that we all wanna die, yeah
we all suck at life (b*b*bleachcraft, evil empire laughing all the way to the bank)
think i’m gonna fall in love with a knife

[chorus]
soul’s so cold, so stone cold sober
sounds so old, so sad that it’s over
soul’s not sold, but something’s sinister
i’m better off just ghosting her than k!lling her
i’m so bold, i’m swervin’ in a lexus, xd lol
you’re all gonna regret this
it’s all my fault for wanting to end it
i got nothing in my bank, but i wanna go and spend it
[verse]
pre’s round mine at five
we give impressions that we all wanna die, yeah
we all suck at life, think i’m gonna fall in love with a knife
if i’m getting bored then i cut her off (pre’s round mine at five)
i’m sat inside the pub slamming shots with my dogs (we give impressions that we all wanna die)
can’t think about no lady if i’m running from the fog (we all suck at life)
sprint turns to walk, then to slump, then to jog (think i’m gonna fall in love with a knife)
i run away a lot from my mind
i know i’m drinking a lot, but i’ll be fine
i’m never feeling a lot, i never cry
i could tell you that i got wasted or lie
i’m back in bed alone now facing the night

[chorus]
soul’s so cold, so stone cold sober
sounds so old, so sad that it’s over
soul’s not sold, but something’s sinister
i’m better off just ghosting her than k!lling her
i’m so bold, i’m swervin’ in a lexus, xd lol
you’re all gonna regret this
it’s all my fault for wanting to end it
i got nothing in my bank, but i wanna go and spend it

[post*chorus]
pre’s round mine at five
we give impressions that we all wanna die, yeah
we all suck at life (b*b*bleachcraft, evil empire laughing all the way to the bank)
[outro]
pre’s round mine at five
we give impressions that we all wanna die, yeah
we all suck at life
think i’m gonna fall in love with a knife
if i’m getting bored then i cut her off
i’m sat inside the pub slamming shots with my dogs
can’t think about no lady if i’m running from the fog
sprint turns to walk, then to slump, then to jog
i run away a lot from my*my*my

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