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Marion Delos Santos
Marion Delos Santos
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Austin DeLeon
Austin DeLeon
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Etebom Ekuere
Etebom Ekuere
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Ethan Mccartney
Ethan Mccartney
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austin white
austin white
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Side Tendencies
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Lyrics

Back up in my old days, remember used to hold me
Did me in the wrong ways, thought you'd be my always
Can't see past all the past
Stuck up in the mud and you put me on the blast
Look at what we had
Keep looking for all the bad
All of this craze has been turning me mad
Know that you've been seeing other men
I'm glad that we can, move towards the future
This life ain't easy and you working for more
Know you been just searching for more
You left me when you walked out that door
You left me
Back in the old days
Way before the cold days
Way before I hated on the sunrise
Way before I hated on the sunlight
Please don't ask me for the old days
Shit just comes with my old ways
Back before I saw what was phony
When I had heard what you told me
That's back in the days
No broken backs over unfinished tracks
Back when backpacks were filled to the max
Back when stacks didn't sit right on my lap
When any little bitty could come take over my city
Just pop a little titty, pull up and let's just get litty
Somethings just been missing, no feeling when you be with me
Try to tell you once but you don't say you miss me
Baby we good just face it
Vibe harder than a smack from the pavement
Face it we were everything but baited
Aided by our timing and placement
But ever since then I feel wasted
Jaded, our song now I don't play it
Faded
Dishing out love who gon' take it
Who gon' take it
I'm not sure anymore
It got so dark when you walked out the door
Next thing I knew had my face on the floor
Room spinning round like that record, don't stop
Too young to be lost we would run from the cops
You might be gone but the thrill never stops
So I keep on running even when I'm trying to stop
Four A.M locked in still, why not?
Nothing left to lose, better give this what I've got
It got so dark when you walked out the door
Next thing I knew had my face on the floor
Room spinning round like that record, don't stop
Too young to be lost we would run from the cops
You might be gone but the thrill never stops
So I keep on running even when I'm trying to stop
Four A.M locked in still, why not?
Nothing left to lose, better give this what I
It doesn't matter if you don't come down and talk to me
You know, properly
It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter if you don't come down and talk to me
You know, honestly
SMS is empty, full of lightning
Messy, dangerous for the youth
Now you don't know where I've been
Obviously, come talk to me
Written by: Austin DeLeon, Etebom Ekuere, Ethan Mccartney, Marion Delos Santos, austin white
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