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3.25AM Video (MV)




Performed By: T-Kidd
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: Taylor Holben
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T-Kidd - 3.25AM Lyrics




It's three.25 in the morning, devil lock me up in a cell, warden snoring
No windows, no doors, casual torment, then he sent me home with a letter said he's touring
It's six.25 in the morning, devil let me out of the cell with a warning
Then I black out from the pressure of the torment, then he sent me home with a letter said he's touring

Of the shrooms I roam, looking for the love of my life, I need a home
Tryna find my way back through a crawl space, I wanna go home
Two foot four by six foot five, it's the crawl space I crawl through the night
Walk through hell like dungeons and dragons, tryna find my soul but it's split in fractions

Hate living, love flying, take me out this hell hole, fake living, drugs missing, didn't know hell was so cold

It's three.25 in the morning, devil lock me up in a cell, warden snoring
No windows, no doors, casual torment, then he sent me home with a letter said he's touring
It's six.25 in the morning, devil let me out of the cell with a warning
Then I black out from the pressure of the torment, then he sent me home with a letter said he's touring

You can have everything and still be depressed, I've got my wife, I've got my car, yet I'm still a mess
Thinking about the day when my ex left for dead, cold heart overdose laid in the bed like woah
London Highs mixed with the Percocet flight, purple runtz up in my zoot get high
I don't know what to say I'm that guy, come take a mind, come take a mind

Fairground attractions, horror show emporiums, come take a ride in my mind
All the demons hide inside, all the demons hide inside, come take a look, don't run, don't hide

It's three.25 in the morning, devil lock me up in a cell, warden snoring
No windows, no doors, casual torment, then he sent me home with a letter said he's touring
It's six.25 in the morning, devil let me out of the cell with a warning
Then I black out from the pressure of the torment, then he sent me home with a letter said he's touring
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English

It's three.25 in the morning, devil lock me up in a cell, warden snoring
No windows, no doors, casual torment, then he sent me home with a letter said he's touring
It's six.25 in the morning, devil let me out of the cell with a warning
Then I black out from the pressure of the torment, then he sent me home with a letter said he's touring

Of the shrooms I roam, looking for the love of my life, I need a home
Tryna find my way back through a crawl space, I wanna go home
Two foot four by six foot five, it's the crawl space I crawl through the night
Walk through hell like dungeons and dragons, tryna find my soul but it's split in fractions

Hate living, love flying, take me out this hell hole, fake living, drugs missing, didn't know hell was so cold

It's three.25 in the morning, devil lock me up in a cell, warden snoring
No windows, no doors, casual torment, then he sent me home with a letter said he's touring
It's six.25 in the morning, devil let me out of the cell with a warning
Then I black out from the pressure of the torment, then he sent me home with a letter said he's touring

You can have everything and still be depressed, I've got my wife, I've got my car, yet I'm still a mess
Thinking about the day when my ex left for dead, cold heart overdose laid in the bed like woah
London Highs mixed with the Percocet flight, purple runtz up in my zoot get high
I don't know what to say I'm that guy, come take a mind, come take a mind

Fairground attractions, horror show emporiums, come take a ride in my mind
All the demons hide inside, all the demons hide inside, come take a look, don't run, don't hide

It's three.25 in the morning, devil lock me up in a cell, warden snoring
No windows, no doors, casual torment, then he sent me home with a letter said he's touring
It's six.25 in the morning, devil let me out of the cell with a warning
Then I black out from the pressure of the torment, then he sent me home with a letter said he's touring
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Writer: Taylor Holben
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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