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flex your way out ft. @iamblackbear
written by sofi de la torre, jonas w karlsson, @iamblackbear
prod. by jonas w karlsson

you are not the same don't come pretend you are
and i am ever-changing too but i'd take a shot for you 
any damn day and you know it
ride with you down any dead end full speed just to show it

but you are not the same don't come pretend you are
circumstances changed the very core of us
but i've been down every step of the way and you know it
had you from day one but boy go ahead and ignore it

go ahead and play with another, not me, i'm done 
love with another or several others, i'm done 
flex your way outta here...go flex your way outta here
go ahead and play with another, not me, i'm done 

(blackbear)
you are not the same and don't pretend you are
why should i be feeling so alone when we're just chillin
girl i don't know what to say to ya other than i know i fucked up, i'm sorry
and i held you down when no one was around
will you stop me if i'm leaving

go ahead and play with another, not me, i'm done
love with another or several others, i'm done 
flex your way outta here...go flex your way outta here
go ahead and play with another, not me, i'm done 

we are not the same don't come pretend we are
and i cannot ask more of you
i'd like to say i'm above it but fuck it, i'm salty
cause split seconds don't mean a thing when the days are this toxic

go ahead and play with another, not me, i'm done 
love with another or several others, i'm done 
flex your way outta here...go flex your way outta here
go ahead and play with another, not me, i'm done 

© 2016 POPDONERIGHT
℗ 2016 POPDONERIGHT

Flex Your Way Out ft. Blackbear

i said, "i don't mind if we spin me round." 
an easy burn, a calmer nerve. 
a casual comedown. 

i don't mind just one more go around. 
i'm sober still, and overkill 
might finally figure me out. 

but now we're inside, 
and i don't feel right. 
my god, i've turned my knuckles white. 
you say, "kid, are you alright" 
but i lost my shoes in the lack of light. 
my lungs, they burn, for the kitchen door. 
my visions blurred and it starts to pour. 
i'm blackout barefoot in the rain. 
again. 

oh. i know i'm all undone. 
maybe there's no romance in being numb. 
but the devil's lips are a Judas kiss, 
cause they burn like hell, but it's so honest. 
i feel it, love, i'm all undone. 

i don't mind, i'll sleep under dome light. 
you say it's just a bad trip, but you don't believe it. 

please don't lie, i'm not fine. 
i'm out of touch, and shaken up, 
and far from my right mind. 

is it over yet? 

i swear i felt you miss me 
in the swing of my head from 
the wheel to the seat 
so the drivers side is where i'll sleep. 
in hopes that i might feel you breathe. 
when i find strength and find my feet, 
and the drugs wear off, and i find relief. 
i'm only left with memories 
of what it's like to feel you leave.

UNDONE

PART TWO out now:  https://WBR.lnk.to/PartTwo

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Lawka