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Get Gone
How many times do I have to say
To get away, get gone?
Flip your shit past another lass's
Humble dwelling

You got your game, made your shot
And you got away with a lot
But I'm not turned on
So put away that meat you're selling

'Cause I do know what's good for me
And I've done what I could for you
But you're not benefiting and yet, I'm sitting
Singing again, sing, sing again

How can I deal with this, if he won't get with this?
Am I gonna heal from this? He won't admit to it
Nothing to figure out, I gotta get him out
It's time the truth was out that he don't give a shit about me

'Cause I do know what's good for me
And I've done what I could for you
But you're not benefiting and yet, I'm sitting
Singing again - sing, sing again

How can I deal with this, if he won't get with this?
Am I gonna heal from this? He won't admit to it
Nothing to figure out, I gotta get him out
It's time the truth was out that he don't give a shit about me

How many times can it escalate
'Til it elevates to a place I can't breathe?
And I must decide, if you must deride
That I'm much obliged to up and go

I'll idealise, then realise
That it's no sacrifice because the price is paid
And there's nothing left to grieve
Fucking go

'Cause I've done what I could for you
And I do know what's good for me
And I'm not benefiting
Instead, I'm sitting, singing again, singing again
Singing again - sing, sing, sing again

How can I deal with this, if he won't get with this?
Am I gonna heal from this? He won't admit to it
Nothing to figure out, I gotta get him out
It's time the truth was out that he don't give a shit about me

How can I deal with this, if he won't get with this?
Am I gonna heal from this? He won't admit to it
Nothing to figure out, I gotta get him out
It's time the truth was out that he don't give a shit about me

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