Drip. Drip by Devastated
You can change the clothes you wear
Perhaps evoke or invite a stare
Starved for attention is it isolation you fear?
Apparently, you've made that clear
I'll tell you what, save your breath
He just wants you to shut the fuck up
He will let you know when he's had enough
Road hard, left wet, full load of regret
All hopes and dreams collapse
When you live on your back
I'll tell you fuckin' what
You dealt the cards, he played them right
Now he gets his nut
Zip it up, straight flushed
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