"Old Me" lyrics
Lil Peep & Harry Fraud Lyrics
I am only but a ghost to the old me
Crack a bottle, make a toast to the old me
I remember when I used to give a fuck about you
Now I can't find it in my soul, that's the old me
I am only but a ghost to the old me
Crack a bottle, make a toast to the old me
I remember when I used to give a fuck about you
Now I can't find it in my soul, that's the old me
I ain't pickin' up when the phone ring (When the phone ring)
Lil Peep, I think I'ma die lonely (Die lonely)
I think you know me (I think you know me)
Back in high school, you wouldn't be my homie (Wouldn't be my homie)
Now your girl wanna blow me (Girl wanna blow me)
That's what my other girl told me (Girl)
Shaw-, what you want? Show me (Show it, show)
Lil Peep, I think you know me
I am only but a ghost to the old me
Crack a bottle, make a toast to the old me
I remember when I used to give a fuck about you
Now I can't find it in my soul, that's the old me
I am only but a ghost to the old me
Crack a bottle, make a toast to the old me
I remember when I used to give a fuck about you
Now I can't find it in my soul, that's the old me
I think you know me (Show it, show)
I think you know me (Show it, show)
I think you know me (Show it, show)
When the phone ring
I'ma die lonely
Crack a bottle, make a toast to the old me
I remember when I used to give a fuck about you
Now I can't find it in my soul, that's the old me
I am only but a ghost to the old me
Crack a bottle, make a toast to the old me
I remember when I used to give a fuck about you
Now I can't find it in my soul, that's the old me
I ain't pickin' up when the phone ring (When the phone ring)
Lil Peep, I think I'ma die lonely (Die lonely)
I think you know me (I think you know me)
Back in high school, you wouldn't be my homie (Wouldn't be my homie)
Now your girl wanna blow me (Girl wanna blow me)
That's what my other girl told me (Girl)
Shaw-, what you want? Show me (Show it, show)
Lil Peep, I think you know me
I am only but a ghost to the old me
Crack a bottle, make a toast to the old me
I remember when I used to give a fuck about you
Now I can't find it in my soul, that's the old me
I am only but a ghost to the old me
Crack a bottle, make a toast to the old me
I remember when I used to give a fuck about you
Now I can't find it in my soul, that's the old me
I think you know me (Show it, show)
I think you know me (Show it, show)
I think you know me (Show it, show)
When the phone ring
I'ma die lonely
Writer(s): Gustav Ahr, Rory William Quigley
