Kyle Craft - Future Midcity Massacre

      [Intro]

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[Verse 1]

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Well I tried, my girl, to put you in a song
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A tune to weep for when you're back
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But every time the notes fall flat.
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Your face is made, your bags are packed
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You were leaving before you were even gone


[Verse 2]

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Spent lost years in the ring, we're fighting love
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Now everything that came before
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My wicked plea and your dreams of war
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They hit me quick, they made me sore
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They taught me swinging hard is not enough


[Verse 3]

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So meet up with your girls in New Orleans
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Tie your corset, paint your eyes and run wild through the Bourbon night
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It always takes me by surprise
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How effortless your good time seems to be


[Chorus]

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And I'll send you on your way without a kiss
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Well, I never gave you all that much to miss
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But, hell, what a time
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Now you're free babe and so am I


[Verse 4]

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So move on with the mirror in your mind
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Watch your style and your step
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And when there's no reflection left
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You'll find you've become someone else
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A stranger to yourself and all mankind


[Verse 5]

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And she said this rum it just don't burn me going down
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Not like it did when we were young
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It felt like fire across our tongues
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Just like love, that all went numb
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And the sweetest feelings found their own way out


[Chorus]

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So you send me on my way with cheap red wine,
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A bouquet of dead flowers and a thirst for twisted nights,
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But, fuck, what a time!
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And you're beautiful but you ain't mine
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You're free babe, so very free babe
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And so am I, yeah so am I, yeah so am I