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Lyrics
[Verse] Concussion into a fall, I don't ever feel torn We might get excited 'bout daylight and bracelets in gold Ninety-nine percent fade out everything Of all I could've known Lost the calls Nothing happened Made it up as a gift for a friend Medicine Laughed for days I've been mourning the loss of a friend He was gunning so fast for the end
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Credits
- Writers
- Elias Rønnenfelt