"d£aler" lyrics

"d£aler"

I spent all day tryna be sober
I drowned in my misery, crawled up on the sofa
I still love him the way I did
When I was nineteen, but it's not easy to let him know
I spent all day wishing the day was over

I wanna
Get away, far from here
Pack my bags, my drugs and disappear
Tell you, "No", make it clear
I'm not coming back for fifteen years
I wanna write a note, leave it with
My next door neighbour who don't give a shit
I wanna get away, far from here
Pack my bags and tell my dealer I'll miss him
Yeah, tell my dealer I'll miss him
I'll tell my dealer I

Spent all week just tryna do something
Maybe I should take a walk 'cause fuck all the running
I still love him the way I did
But I should get a fucking grip
I'll never let him know that
I spent all week doing a whole load of nothing

I wanna
Get away, far from here
Pack my bags, my drugs and disappear
Tell you, "No", make it clear
That I'm not coming back for fifteen years
I wanna write a note, leave it with
My next door neighbour who don't give a shit
I wanna get away, far from here
Pack my bags and tell my dealer I'll miss him
Tell my dealer I'll miss him
Tell my dealer I'll miss him
I'll tell my dealer I'll miss him
I'll tell my dealer I


Writer(s): Lola Young, William Brown, Jared Solomon
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