Nhạc sĩ: Butch Walker, Paris Jackson
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I'm the flask in your pocket on a rainy day And she's the one that you share it with on the train And you burn your throat Intoxicated on what could have been our love And I know those few drops won't satiate And I know I'm not what fills your veins You made it to the coast Wicked notes on my ghost and everything it's made of I can see the lights go low But I don't wanna let go now Maybe if I turn around you'll see me What you used to be Is crashing in a changeless sea And I can't help but feel it's drowning me Now I can't breathe The oil's burnt in the lighthouse The ship wrecked on your teeth I can feel the lights go low But I don't wanna let go now Maybe if I turn around you'll see me I can feel the lights go low But I don't wanna let go now Maybe if I turn around you'll see me What you used to be
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