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Getter
Performer
Tanner Petulla
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tanner Petulla
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TERROR REID
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Lyrics
(Uh)
(Just take yo' time)
(Take this at hand)
(Yuh)
(Separated f...)
(It's Reid)
(Uh)
Uh
Are you still there?
Can you hear me?
Is this everything you thought that it would be?
Or was it all just a game? Don't lie
I'm seein' signs of cold lies in ya eyes
You need a new car?
You need a Louie bag? (Uh)
Stop crying baby girl, why you doin' that? (Uh)
And if I had one wish, it'd be this
Our very own planet with a bed n' some Netflix
I need a new fix, don't need a new bitch (yea)
Hope is gone, none of this ever meant shit
And now my lips stay tremblin'
I knew I should've called that ambulance
'Cause now you're gone (uh)
And he's gone too (uh)
Baby just look what you made me do
I didn't wanna do it but I told you that I would
And now you both dead in the woods (now- now-)
Now I'm lyin' in a bathtub (uh)
Eyes wet, nose bloody
Tryna find a way to make it all sound funny
But I can't separate my feelings like a man
Like yo' man
Try to understand the death at hand
Con- Con- Contemplatin' on a ledge, tryin' to take the edge off
Wonderin' when you gonna take that mask off
I'll back off and run away
Try to head the other way
Won't you stay?
Never mind (uh)
I know you'll find me, baby, take yo' time (just take yo-)
I focus on your diamond eyes
I wish I had the time to cry (yuh)
But my mind is full and my heart so empty
Ever since the day that you left me
And that shit's still burnin' in my brain (yeah)
I try to fight it but became friends with the pain (uh)
So fuck yo' man and fuck you, you can't have 'em
Matter fact, let me grab my Magnum
Drivin' too fast now
Too drunk, 'bout to pass out
Got the window down to flick my ash out
Pull up to the crib, real shit
Doors locked, find a window, cave it in, this is it
Fo- Four in the morning is when it all happened (yeah)
Found you both sleepin', you were wearin' his jacket
Sweaty hands on the .45 (uh)
You died with the same dead look in your eyes
Now I'm lyin' in a bathtub (uh)
Eyes wet, nose bloody
Tryna find a way to make it all sound funny
But I can't separate my feelings like a man
Like yo' man
Try to understand the death at hand
Con- Con- Contemplatin' on a ledge
Tryin' to take the edge off
Wonderin' when you gonna take that mask off
I'll back off and run away
Try to head the other way
Won't you stay?
Never mind (uh)
I know you'll find me, baby, take yo' time (just take yo' time)
Writer(s): Tanner Petulla
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