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Cotton mouth I was wasted, hated wasting away But couldn't get out Too much tasting, escaping, missing the plane And how am I gonna find you now? I thought you'd follow the sound Where are you now? You got lost in Los Angeles I got tired of trying to believe we were something I figured it out Dreams hung up on make believe Stringing us out into misery I'm just wondering Should I go back Or leave you hanging in the corner With your old grey bag? I'm doing it again My heart is wasting away, and I got no plan Proud mouth, you fucked it now I thought you'd follow the sound Where are you now? You got lost in Los Angeles I got tired of trying to believe we were something I figured it out Dreams hung up on make believe Stringing us out into misery I'm just wondering From Letras Mania