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I need to call my sister
Send flowers to my mamma
Say I love her and I miss her
Quit drinking all this liquor
Hell. It ain't too good for my liver
Stop showing up to Sunday church in cigarette clothes from Saturday night
I need to pull that trigger
That hunting land I grew up on ain't seen me in forever
Heard she moved on
It's been so long
I should be doing better
I'm cutting ties
With suit-and-ties
And vampire souls
Yeah. It's about time
I'm counting, "3, 2, 1," into midnight
Watching confetti fly
Everybody's got somebody but me
Knee-deep in Prosecco
Still tryna let go
Of anything and everything I used to be
It's only up from here
Man, it's been a year
Letras de cancionesMaybe, I'll get it right
My next 3-6-5
My next 3-6-5
Yeah
I'm spending money on me
TP5 on a par 3
With the boys in Myrtle Beach
Catch a red stripe 'fore the sunrise
On a Jon boat with JP
Gonna fill up that iCal with a bucket-list of things
'Cause time ain't cheap
I'm counting, "3, 2, 1," into midnight
Watching confetti fly
Everybody's got somebody but me
Knee-deep in Prosecco
Still tryna let go
Of anything and everything I used to be
It's only up from here
Man, it's been a year
Maybe, I'll get it right
My next 3-6-5
My next 3-6-5
Before it slips on by
And I'm
I'm counting, "3, 2, 1," into midnight
Watching confetti fly
Everybody's got somebody but me
Knee-deep in Prosecco
Still tryna let go
Of anything and everything I used to be
It's only up from here
Man, it's been a year
Maybe, I'll get it right
My next 3-6-5
My next 3-6-5
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