XXXTentacion

Carry On

XXXTentacion

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How did you get here?
I'm drunk and confused
I tried to be patient with you, yeah
High up, you're falling back down

Trapped in a concept, falsely accused
Was used, and misled
Bitch, I'm hoping you fucking rest in peace
Now the fact that I'm alone is fucking comforting
And I can't seem to shake this fucking feeling in my
Uh, cold shoulder, heartbroken, misspoken
I'm cut open, her fingers in all my stab wounds
And if she could, she'd probably dance on my grave
Inside my head, I see your face
I fucking hate that I love you still, yeah

Carry on, like flights, I just carry on
With this pain inside of my chest
Got no choice but to carry on, uh
Carry on, like flights, I just carry on
With this pain inside of my chest
Got no choice but to carry on, uh
Carry on, like flights, I just carry on
With this pain inside of my chest
Got no choice but to carry on, uh
Yeah

How did you get here?
I'm drunk and confused
I tried to be patient with you, yeah
High up, you're falling back down

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