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HIT ME HARDER

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The smell of cigarettes
and sex just doesn't do it anymore
But what if that's all I got left inside
what was your dresser drawer?
That's why I'm texting all my exes
lyin' on the bathroom floor
And I'm asking: "What the fuck?
What the fuck was this all for?"

What was I thinking? I'm just dancing 'cause I gotta
Disco ball spinnin' - I'm a lamb to the slaughter
Showed up to the bar with broken ribs and ordered water
Yeah, this beat hits hard
But her boyfriend hit me harder

The look of blood into my eyes
sort of does it for me now
I'm gettin' high on my supply
I'm the shit they're passing out
You sort of said you had a guy
you didn't say he played D1
Now I'm lookin' so
So fucking dumb

What was I thinking? I'm just dancing, 'cause I gotta
Disco ball spinnin', I'm a lamb to the slaughter
Showed up to the bar with broken ribs and ordered water
Yeah, this beat hits hard
But her boyfriend hit me harder

I'm lying in the cut, yeah, Iookin' for a cure
The devil on my back, but an angel at my door
Wasted in the car, headed to you at the bar
Never said that I was smart

What was I thinking? I'm just dancing 'cause I gotta
Disco ball spinnin', I'm a lamb to the slaughter
Showed up to the bar with broken ribs and ordered water
Yeah, this beat hits hard
But her boyfriend hit me harder
What was I thinking? I'm just dancing 'cause I gotta
Disco ball spinnin', I'm a lamb to the slaughter
Showed up to the bar with broken ribs and ordered water
Yeah, this beat hits hard
But her boyfriend hit me harder
Compositor: Sean Foreman & Nathaniel Motte

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