What's the odds you follow all of your dreams
From the start I wore my heart on my sleeve
I had to leave for a minute I needed peace
In disbelief, I saw it and couldn't speak
Wasted for a week im familiar with the grief
Fallin off the wagon but I make it to my feet
Stumble up the street while I mumble on the beats
I Think I need a seat or another f*cking drink
Always outa synch
I'm Always outa touch
Stumble off the bus lookin like a couple bucks
Rum doubled up plus the weed double Dutch
Bottle I cobra clutch it I ain't really into much
Always in a fuss
I'm Always in a slump
Beat myself down just to build it back up
Faded from the jump I forgot a couple months
Lost a couple years
Shed a couple tears
Vision ain't the clearest I been looking through the mirror
Tryna disappear but I never leave the pier
Depression ain't severe till I chug a couple beers and I neck a couple shots
Maybe chug the bottle then again maybe not
Beendead baby I am everything they not
Remember that
I got your post card only just to send it back
I was never whack, scribble on the ciggy pack
Never need a piggy back Ill do it on my own
F*ck em all forever I could never be a clone
Never
Never ever
GRIM MILLER - Clone Lyrics
GRIM MILLER - Clone Lyrics
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What's the odds you follow all of your dreams
From the start I wore my heart on my sleeve
I had to leave for a minute I needed peace
In disbelief, I saw it and couldn't speak
Wasted for a week im familiar with the grief
Fallin off the wagon but I make it to my feet
Stumble up the street while I mumble on the beats
I Think I need a seat or another f*cking drink
Always outa synch
I'm Always outa touch
Stumble off the bus lookin like a couple bucks
Rum doubled up plus the weed double Dutch
Bottle I cobra clutch it I ain't really into much
Always in a fuss
I'm Always in a slump
Beat myself down just to build it back up
Faded from the jump I forgot a couple months
Lost a couple years
Shed a couple tears
Vision ain't the clearest I been looking through the mirror
Tryna disappear but I never leave the pier
Depression ain't severe till I chug a couple beers and I neck a couple shots
Maybe chug the bottle then again maybe not
Beendead baby I am everything they not
Remember that
I got your post card only just to send it back
I was never whack, scribble on the ciggy pack
Never need a piggy back Ill do it on my own
F*ck em all forever I could never be a clone
Never
Never ever
From the start I wore my heart on my sleeve
I had to leave for a minute I needed peace
In disbelief, I saw it and couldn't speak
Wasted for a week im familiar with the grief
Fallin off the wagon but I make it to my feet
Stumble up the street while I mumble on the beats
I Think I need a seat or another f*cking drink
Always outa synch
I'm Always outa touch
Stumble off the bus lookin like a couple bucks
Rum doubled up plus the weed double Dutch
Bottle I cobra clutch it I ain't really into much
Always in a fuss
I'm Always in a slump
Beat myself down just to build it back up
Faded from the jump I forgot a couple months
Lost a couple years
Shed a couple tears
Vision ain't the clearest I been looking through the mirror
Tryna disappear but I never leave the pier
Depression ain't severe till I chug a couple beers and I neck a couple shots
Maybe chug the bottle then again maybe not
Beendead baby I am everything they not
Remember that
I got your post card only just to send it back
I was never whack, scribble on the ciggy pack
Never need a piggy back Ill do it on my own
F*ck em all forever I could never be a clone
Never
Never ever
Writer: Daena Miller
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