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Biddl3 - Pardon the Bags (Official Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Denver Christopher Biddle
Denver Christopher Biddle
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Biddl3
Biddl3
Songwriter
Mark Levesque
Mark Levesque
Songwriter
David Smith
David Smith
Songwriter

Lyrics

This is a new thing I got depression and that hit harder than mood swings Never saw it threw me for a loop like a shoestring I gotta go explain all of this to my boo thing Tryna find the cause and I can think of a few things Prolly that girl from the past Prolly my givin' her my heart because I thought it would last Prolly her tryna play the role like she was part of the cast I don't Wanna end up lonely cuz I'm moving too fast And that's a real thing All the men around me growin' up would never feel things All this trauma showin' up cuz they would never heal things Never had a solid foundation but tryna build things That's how you kill things I want the real thing, baby be patient I wanna move you in but I don't feel vacant I never planned to fall but I'm on the pavement I couldn't fake it I hope you got space Could you pardon the bags that I had from the love in the past I was hurt more than you could imagine And pardon the bags that I had never thought they would last I moved on and it found its way back I wanna love you I want that connection that the people look up to Always been around me so I know I can trust you But you don't believe me I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave me This is the new me I been workin' on me have you questioning who's he Still I got a hill in front of me like the Fugees Still I sit around and wonder why you would choose me I guess you like what I show you call me ya news feed And now they callin' us goals I think they love you like they love me so they follow us both They think they know us like our whole entire life is a post of us Hugging showing lovin' but it's not even close I want the real thing, baby be patient I wanna move you in but I don't feel vacant I never planned to fall but I'm on the pavement I couldn't fake it I hope you got the space Could you pardon the bags that I had from the love in the past I was hurt more than you could imagine And pardon the bags that I had never thought they would last I moved on and it found its way back I wanna love you I want that connection that the people look up to Always been around me so I know I can trust you But you don't believe me I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave me
Writer(s): David Smith, Denver Biddle, Mark Levesque Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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