drank

sip it, splash it, break the bottle, drank it, every day you sippin that crap, but you see these spirits an don't see the real me, you see me as a demon when i had your back when we was little, i'm just a ghost to you, sip, sip, splash, all day, YOUR CRAAA ZYYY, do me a tiny favor stop SIP, SIP ,SIP sippin. love you ( lie )

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