it with me, you say you know when

I wish my heart wasn't broken from the startI never

up this morning, feeling myselfHungover as hell like 2012,

had boys in every country codeJust a rollin' stoner

not a stranger to the dark"Hide away," they say"'Cause

up in the morning feelin' like P-DiddyGrab my glasses,

so pathetic, don't know what to do(Oh-ah-ah-oh, oh-ah-ah)'Cause now

a child of the moonI’m a gypsy in the darkThings

my, my, my, my heart, heartMy, my heart, heartMy, my

is falling, we come undoneMy heart is broken, yeah,

time, party time, party timeCome on, come on, come on,

the Champs-ÉlyséesI just wanna get, get, get in, with,

You think I'm easyYou think I worship you upon your throneBut,

if none of this happened?It's nothin' like I imagined

been my own father, been my own motherBeen my own

Ryan: There's something about this track. There's something about this artist.

up in the mornin' feelin' like P. DiddyGrab my

up in the morning like, "Fuck P. Diddy"Grab my glasses,

a wolf in the pale moon lightShe stands alone

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