| Sittin in the car, don't know where we are |
| Breakin down in tears while I'm breakin down cigars |
| I ain't at the bar, I ain't at the club |
| Last couple years my heart grew numb |
| All alone at last, just me and the blunts |
| See my tears in the dark when I'm lighting up the drugs |
| Spice 12 slugs, boots covered in mud |
| Temperature dropping, I can feel it in my blood |
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| Sittin in the car, don't know where we are |
| Breakin down in tears, breakin down cigars |
| (What?) |
| Now you fallin' out, ash fallin' down |
| Hold my breath, heartbeat, where the sound? |
| Let me know I'm here, lost never found |
| Used to be around, posted up town |
| Used to be the number you would call when you frown |
| Now I'm like you, lone in denial |
| Used to have friends, used to have dreams |
| Used to have it all, now I only got me |
| Sittin in the car, don't know where we are |
| Breakin down in tears, breakin down cigars |
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