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Repriever - Procrastination, the Thief FT. Matthew Betmalik Lyrics




I should've known, I should've known
I should've known from the liquor on your breath
I should've known from the liquor on your breath
Broken down, so close to death
Couldn't see he had nothing left

It's on your face, you think I can't see it?
Another problem, you won't try and fix shit
Now I'm aware we've become disposable
I guess I never thought that you could sink this low

I guess your words were just meaningless
I shook the hand of a snake in human flesh
He took the form of a friend with good intent
He took the form of a friend with good intent

It's not you so I guess it's me
It's not you so I guess it's me

I should've known, I should've known
I should've known from the liquor on your breath
Broken down, so close to death
We couldn't see he had nothing left

Couldn't see you had nothing left
Broken down, so close to death
You drowned your sorrows with a bottle while you fall asleep

You're the worst kind of thief
A f*cking snake, a disease
Take what you could then you'd leave
Take what you could then you'd leave

You're the worst kind of thief
A f*cking snake, a disease
Take what you could then you'd leave
Take what you could then you'd leave
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I should've known, I should've known
I should've known from the liquor on your breath
I should've known from the liquor on your breath
Broken down, so close to death
Couldn't see he had nothing left

It's on your face, you think I can't see it?
Another problem, you won't try and fix shit
Now I'm aware we've become disposable
I guess I never thought that you could sink this low

I guess your words were just meaningless
I shook the hand of a snake in human flesh
He took the form of a friend with good intent
He took the form of a friend with good intent

It's not you so I guess it's me
It's not you so I guess it's me

I should've known, I should've known
I should've known from the liquor on your breath
Broken down, so close to death
We couldn't see he had nothing left

Couldn't see you had nothing left
Broken down, so close to death
You drowned your sorrows with a bottle while you fall asleep

You're the worst kind of thief
A f*cking snake, a disease
Take what you could then you'd leave
Take what you could then you'd leave

You're the worst kind of thief
A f*cking snake, a disease
Take what you could then you'd leave
Take what you could then you'd leave
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